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 Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 10:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 12:27 pm
ALL RISE...Motograter - Down"Introducing first! Accompanied to the ring by his Uncle, The Messiah, Nathanial Creed! Weighing in at 496 pounds! The God of Destruction! The Dreadnaught! DISCIPLE!!!" The crowd erupted into a frenzy of cheers as the seasoned Vet made his entrance. With the pulsating guitar ripping over the PA, and the lights flashing to the beat, smoke began to cover the stage and ramp with a thick layer of fog. Suddenly from the darkness of the entrance way the gruesome twosome appeared. The Messiah casually walked out from the back with a confident but wicked smile. His arms held out in a embracing fashion as he greeted the crowd. He then turned to the entrance way and gestured for The Behemoth of Brutality to emerge. Soon enough the giant made his way out from the back looking as through he had to duck just to get out there. His size alone was truly awe inspiring. The two then slowly and methodically began to descend the ramp, marching towards the ring. Approaching the ring once couldn't help but sense the presence of doom drawing ever so closer. Approaching the ring, Disciple climbed the apron, and easily stepped over the top rope. Nathanial however took the casual route, walking up the steel steps, and stepping through the ropes to accompany his Nephew in the ring. Disciple stood in his corner, as he began to remove his entrance attire, with the assistance of his Uncle. After removing his entrance garb Nathanial exited the ring, to let his Nephew do whatever he desire.The Dreadnaught now stood awaiting the arrival of his opponent, jack Arson. A powerhouse of a man, and perhaps the first real challenge in WWE:E in a long time.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 6:26 pm
"I can almost taste it..."...This s**t makes no sense to me... ...What does it all mean (mean, mean)... ...I can almost taste it... ...I can almost see it... Can't stop now, this may be the last chance that I get. (To be famous!!) You dream of trading places, I have been changing faces You can not fill these shoes, There is too much too lose. Wake up behind these trenches, You run around defenseless. There is too much too lose, You can not fill these shoes I just want to be Famous, But, be careful what you wish for...." As the music played, Jack Arson would erupt from the back with an entirely new look, and he would be clutching his signature oversized sledgehammer and a massive smile on his face. Facing Disciple had implications that the God of Destruction more then likely didn't even realize, because this man just a few months ago, betrayed Arson half brother and brutally attacked him after Creed brainwashed Angel into believing that the Messiah could help him elevate his career. Tonight was about sending a message to everyone in the locker room that Arson is the force to be reckoned with in WWE:E, and knocking off Disciple would go a long way in accomplishing this. Arson would not pause at the stage as per usual, he would instead move with a purpose toward the ring, and one would have to think Arson was more then likely gonna have something to say here as he would slide into the ring as the ring announcer began to bill him into the ring. Announcer- "and making his return to WWE:E, from Chicag...~BMM~" The announcer would be cut short as Arson would snatched the mic right out of his hand, and he would point at the announcer as he began to speak. "I TOLD YOU ONCE, DON'T SPEAK MY NAME, everyone here already knows that I am the best in the world at what I do...but let's cut straight to the chase...Jack would speak out as the announcer would waste little time making himself scarce, he was not even gonna bother trying to bill Jack in anymore. Jack would smirk as he started to jeer the crowd. "Still booing me huh? Well let's hear it folks...let the hate rain on me!!!!"Arson would walk over to the ropes and would hold the mic out to the fans so they would know Jack gave two shits about them booing him. He would then laugh as he continued to speak. "You know what the funny thing about this is, you people continue to boo me, like I really give a s**t about what you pissants think about me. There is an old saying in this business, and excuse me for breaking 4th wall but the truth is heat is heat...and no one can dispute the fact that when it comes to drawing heat, NO ONE does it better then me!!! "The crowd continued to heavily boo Arson for the way he runs his mouth. The O.M.W.C. would continue on, locking eyes with the 426 pound Disciple, one of the few men in this business that had a size advantage over Arson. "You don't know this, but I've been watching you for months, you and your uncle over there. You've ran rough shot over everyone that has been out in front of you, and earned the ring name 'The GOD of Destruction'. You know what it means to take a man and beat him to within an inch of his life...to take everything someone gives and keep on fighting. But let me tell you what you have never done. You have never stepped into a ring with ME 1 on 1, and what that means is tonight, I enter a war with a man who up until now, has faced and defeated just about every big name in this business. So after I beat your assistance into the same pulp that you usually beat your opponents into, I will be dropping my name into the hat for the WWE:E Evolution Championship, because quite frankly, I'm just about sick of people pushing me down the card out of fear that I might just beat their poster boys, and that I might just win the top prize this federation has. SO, with that said...." Arson would then take an opportunity before the bell rang, and move to strike Disciple's masked face with the mic, looking to throw the big man off balance before the bell rang.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 10:32 pm
As Arson approached the ring, Disciple made his way to the center. A big man like Arson could prove to threat. Disciple liked that. Taking a stand in the middle of the ring Disciple rolled his neck and shoulders, pumping his fists as he couldn't wait to go toe to toe with Arson. Disciple allowed Jack to continue to ramble on. Through he would admit the shot with mic was a bit unexpected. Through powerful the shot was only capable of causing Disciple to jerk his head to side as he took one step back. A bit staggered, the Ref wasn'ts sure if he should start the match or not seeing how Disciple was just attacked with a weapon. However Nathanial called out to the ref, and told him to start the match, it's what Disciple wants. Nodding his head and rolling a finger, gesturing to carry on with the event. Hesitantly the Ref signaled for the bell.*Ding! Ding! Ding!*And the match was underway. Now The God of Destruction will show why he is called such a name. Disciple would slowly bring his attention back to Arson. The Dreadnaught would then look to rock Arson with a sickening hellish uppercut.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2014 12:10 pm
(God I wish this match was no DQ)
Arson stood in amazement as his mic shot seemed to have very little effect on the over 400 pounder. A lesser man would have s**t his pants at the sight of this, but to Jack Arson this was a sign that this match was gonna be his kind of party. Finally Arson stared into the masked eyes of a man who could quite possibly be the greatest challenge of his entire career.
He would watch as Nathaniel would tell the referee to ring the bell, and as Disciple turned to face Arson, the O.M.W.C. would strike a Judo stance, his hands open and out in front of him and his legs shoulder width apart. The bell would sound and as Disciple threw an uppercut. Arson would quickly react by trying to do something no man has probably ever done to Disciple in his entire career, he would look to meet the closed fist of Disciple with an open palm and catch The Dreadnaughts fist before it collided with his jaw. If he was able to do this, he would quickly try and lock in a hammerlock. By the time this match was over, win, lose, or draw...Disciple was gonna know he was in a fight tonight.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 3:43 pm
the crowd was a bit taken back by what they just witness. However Disciple and Nathanial were not at all. Creed gave a mock look of surprise from the outside. Realistically after getting hit in the head with a mic, one really wouldn't be able to put there full power into his strike. So before he knew it Arson had The Dreadnaught in a hammerlock. Through Disciple was still pretty clear minded and fresh. Since his hellish uppercut didn't work, Disciple would try and rock Jack with a solid back elbow. Looking to force Arson off the hold.
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Posted: Sun Aug 10, 2014 10:09 pm
Arson would take an elbow to the side of the head, he pretty much knew it was coming when he out the hammer lock in because it's the most common counter in the book. Arson however, had no interest in trying to force the issue because continuing the hold was just going to cause him to have to eat more elbows. So Arson would look to release the hammerlock, but in a way he would be able to keep the momentum in his favor. He would do this by pushing Disciple forward, and looking to quickly follow behind his freakishly large opponent while shooting in on him to attempt a chop block with enough force behind it to knock a defensive linemen on his a**.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 12:28 pm
The giant was a bit taken off balance from the shove, and before he knew it was nailed in the back of the knee by Arson thick shoulder. In an ugly fashion Disciple's leg buckled and dropped to a knee. Luckily though it was his bad knee. Apparently Arson was just mostly muscle. Cause anyone with a brain would target his left. Through going after either leg on a giant wasn't a bad idea.
Nathanial had a bit a of stunned look on his face as he saw his Nephew dropped to a knee. He began to pace on the outside.
Kneeling in the center of the ring, Disciple looked to shake off the pain and attempt to get back to his feet.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2014 10:11 pm
Arson had the big man on a knee, it was clear his game plan was obvious, and he looked to follow it up quickly by scrambling back up to his feet and looking for a quick DDT attempt. He moved quickly and with catlike reflex despite his weight, in the hopes he could plant the big man early and do some serious limb damage while he had the big man down. Jack had to stay persistent however, as allowing Disciple to get any breathing room could prove rather painful while the giant was at 100%
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 3:16 pm
Disciple was just about to push back up to his feet but Arson had used his slight speed advantage and got to the big man before he could. The Dreadnaught's head was firmly planted into the canvas, he rolled onto his back and near the ropes. With one arm keeping his body from laying flat over the canvas, his other arm reached for the ropes looking for something to help him get back to his feet.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 5:56 pm
Arson would come up to his feet, beating his chest in a display of power, his game plan was firmly in place and he was following it to the T. The O.M.W.C. would turn to face Disciple, before moving inward looking aim a kick right at the God of Destructions ribs, hoping to keep him down for as long as possible.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:02 pm
Reaching the ropes Disciple would pull himself to both knees, his body still parallel with the canvas. His attention more on getting back to his feet, he didn't see the boot coming, and felt Arson's size 18EEE boot connect with his ribs. Though jerking in pain Disciple managed to push through the pain and got to one foot, his other knee still on the mat. He was getting to his feet, slowly but surely. Unless Arson had bigger plans.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:09 pm
Despite taking a kick to the ribs, Disciple continues to try to get to his feet. Thinking quickly, Arson decides to give The Dreadnaught a second helping of Arsons wrestling boot, and the O.M.W.C. would take a step back before charging Disciple to deliver a vicious boot to the skull, looking to knock the big man down to the mat again.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:13 pm
The boot connected, and being so close to the ropes, the force of the impact sent Disciple rolling over the bottom rope and onto the apron. There Disciple sat up his back now to the ropes as he shook his head free of the cob webs.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:40 pm
With Disciple on the apron, a sinister smile crosses the face of Arson, as he looks to make his way over to Disciple, looking to grab the big man and pull him up to his feet on the outside of the apron, setting up for a series of 10 clubbing blows Arson would from this day forward as The 10 Shot Equalizer
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