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 Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 9:18 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is under Elimination rules! Once a competitor has been pinned or has tapped out, they are eliminated! The winner is the last active man in the match! Introducing first..."
Weather: Humid, clear skies.
Wind: 3 mph.
Temperature: 95 degrees Fahrenheit.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 4:20 am
A roar would be heard across the arena through the PA system as the fans just looked to the sides, not knowing what to expect as then Gula Locks by The 4 Jules would hit on the PA, the roar echoing for a few moments before the song started up, in what would seem a bit of Terminator theme's start, at least for three seconds as the fans were now in deep thought of who this might be, a new acquisition perhaps?
After a while of the song playing and no one showing up, a figure came out, a black hoodie jacket covering the torso, the hood of the jacket being up to cover the wrestler's head,, having a tip on the front like an eagle's beak as then the wrestler just unzipped the jacket while walking to the ring, opening it up to reveal Blackjack's number with an eerie effect of dried blood, the shirt being black and only thing noticeable at least from the front was that symbol.Announcer: Weighing in at 210 pounds, he is from Montreal, Canada.....The True Crimson....Andrew Styles!As the announcer was saying that, Styles took out the jacket throwing it to the side as he showed a bit more physique than the usual portrait, he's been missing for some shows but it seems that he is back for the hunt as he did not have his silver mask anymore to cover his face, his face showed some scars, most noticeably on the eyebrow, a bit Scarface styled but only ranging the eyebrow area. Another one was under the left eye, like a knife passed there and the other ones were across the left corner of the lips and on the jaw's right side with a circular pattern, all the rest was cirurgically fixed by the doctors during the shows that he had gone missing.
As the fans were just jeering at the presence of this man, he gave no s**t about their opinion, he just clapped to the jeers with a quite maniacal laugh coming through his lips, the medium cut hair's bangs would cover the left eye minimally as he now straightened his signature black gloves, as he then cracked his knuckles, wavered his shoulders to the front while now awaiting for the opponent, his patience being quite at the brim as he wanted a good fight tonight...Glance focused on the ramp while warming up, the muscles being visible even through the half-loose shirt of his.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 6:03 am
Scorpio stood at his corner and looked at the other three men. Smiling he then began jumping up and down. Waiting for the bell to ring, When it happen's, he knew it would be one destructive brawl.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 6:16 pm
Say something, I'm giving up on you
I'll be the one if you want me to
Anywhere, I would have followed you
Say something, I'm giving up on you
And I...
Am feeling so small
It was over my head
I know nothing at all
And I...
Will stumble and fall
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawl A female voice rang through out the beach front, many a fan popping up for a good look at the entrance way, knowing the voice and whom it related to. A lot of fans got behind the Five Worlds United a capella group because they were talented, and also had an ability to go in the ring as displayed primarily by Chuck Charleston, the Cannon Bass of the group. Lynn Bryceland appears from the back, Chuck following behind her. Chuck was doing some bass and slight beatboxing work as Lynn sang the lead. Say something, I'm giving up on you
Mmmm...
I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
Oh, no...
Anywhere I would have followed you
Ohhh...
Say something, I'm giving up on you
And I...
Will swallow my pride
You're the one that I love
And I'm saying goodbye
Whoa oh oh...
The two head down the beach, and finally reach the ring, Chuck giving a hug to Lynn before he leaps into it under the bottom rope. He pops back up to his feet, looking at both Andrew and Scorpio. Neither of these men looked all too friendly, while the Liverpool Lowman was the epitome of friendly. He stood in his corner, awaiting the final participant in the match as Lynn hung around ringside.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 3:57 pm
The weather may have been hot before, but it would only get hotter as Hail to the King began to play over the PA. As soon as the drums began their rhythm, flames rose up the ramp and along the stage. The fans knew this to be a sign; a sign that Dion Necurat would be arriving.  Watch your tongue or have it cut from your head
Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid
Children roam the streets, now orphans of war
Bodies hanging in the streets to adore
As it was the summertime and a hot day, Dion dressed in his old attire. Helpful, given the heat. Dion had a nice breeze coming in sitting atop Velknut, thankful he was able to bring the horse along. He raised his shield arm up, to cheers. The flames died down as he guided Velknut down the ramp. "From Minneapolis, MN, weighing in at 270 lbs; he is the Pillar of Justice, DION NECURAT!!" At the base of the ramp, Dion dismounted, handing his shield over to an attendant as they led his horse back up the ramp. Dion slid into the ring, popping up rather quickly as he handed his trademark hat to the referee. He took his place in the last open corner, ready to bring the heat to Solar Slam.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 5:20 pm
Mercers stood in his corner looking at all four men. Once that bell rang this match would turn into a vicious fight. Like a pack of wild animals turning on each other. He kept his guard up and awaited that bell ringing.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 8:56 pm
The bell rang, and Chuck would shoot across the ring to his left, attempting to get right into it with Dion Necurat! He'd look to send some hard right fists into his head, trying to force him into the corner he stood in!
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 1:36 am
The ringing bell would serve like a kill switch as the prey for tonight's start would be Chuck, Andrew ran towards the cheery two shoes male as he noticed the quick jump towards Necurat, that would be a several mistake because The True Crimson was ready to firstly do a swift Neckbreaker after being close enough to the other wrestler, not even aiming to maim the area first, just to ground Chuck, if that connected, it would be giving the needed edge for starting the match properly.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 7:20 am
So many unfamiliar faces. The Pillar of Justice had a lot on his plate if he intended to walk out of this match mostly intact.
Thankfully, one of his opponents decided to bring the fight to him...though Chuck failed to notice Styles moving in to intercept. Dion would wait to see how that would resolve itself before intercepting Styles with a stiff clothesline.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 2:49 pm
Mercer looked around. It seemed that they were ganging up on one person. While that was happening mercer slipped out of the ring undetected and slid under the ring grabbing a fire extinguisher and waited either until someone attempted to grab a weapon or until the last person got pinned.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 2:07 pm
((Complain later; this match needs to get going, so I'm calling Auto))
Dion leveled Styles with a clothesline, to the shock of Styles as well as Chuck. He would move to intercept Chuck at that point, attempting to get him in a waistlock.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 7:43 pm
Chuck found himself in a waistlock from his savior, Dion Necurat. The Bass of FWU tried to pull apart Dion's hands to get out of the waistlock, looking to show off his strength at Lynn slammed her hands on the mat at ringside!
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2014 1:34 am
Andrew was struck with the clothesline as he now was laid back on the mat, holding his head as he got a bit dazed by the Clothesline coming from Dion, he actually rolled to the outside to avoid to get unnecessary extra damage done to his body as he was pretty pissed, grabbing the apron as he rose up slowly after rolling outside, glancing around in a dazed state, one outside, two inside, should make it leveled.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2014 6:02 am
Dion felt the tension in his arms begin to relax as Chuck attempted to pull away. As soon as his grip loosened, he let go of the hold, and quickly followed it with an attempt at a hard kick to Chuck's knee.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 6:17 am
((Auto-hit)) The kick connected, sending Chuck down to the mat, clutching at his knee in pain. Dion would continue to work on the leg, attempting to put Chuck in a Half Crab.
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