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 Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 9:53 am
The following contest is a No Disqualifications Match, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 1:01 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 was clearly ready to go to war, his signature oversized sledgehammer stuffed into a shopping cart along with Kendo sticks, a stop sign, a guitar, a little black bag with a tie around it and many other toys for Arson to play with throughout the match. and a massive smile on his face. The match he was billed for was No-DQ, this is truly Arsons playground and the array of toys he was bringing out with him illustrated this. The crowd would emit a mixed reaction for Arson, his actions were not always what one would call politically correct or kind, but some die hard fans out there still feel like Arson was the most underrated man in wrestling today. Arson would not pause at the stage as per usual, he would instead move with a purpose toward the ring, pushing his cart down the ramp and bringing it to a halt right outside the ring . Announcer- "Introducing first...from Chicago Illinois, weighing in tonight at 318 pounds, he is the One Man Wrecking Crew.....Jack Arsoooon!!!" Jack had no intention of fighting in this match, lifting the shopping cart up onto the apron, before jumping up onto the apron himself, he would then lift the cart up over the ropes and into the ring, pushing it into his corner, from where he would await Jake Roman.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2014 2:24 pm
The most underrated man in wrestling? Pfffttt. Jack Arson could wield as many weapons as he'd like, but it wouldn't help him reach the sky. Jake Roman, on the other hand, was headed for greatness, despite just turning twenty-one a couple days ago. Going against Arson was a big opportunity to showcase his abilities against someone who had a slight size advantage on him, and an opponent who clearly had more prestige to his name; it made him the underdog by all accounts. The problem was, however, Jack Arson was someone who had a collection of matches that could be studied. His body of work had piled up over the years. Jake Roman was just breaking into the mainstream aspect of the business, and contrary to the general consensus, the Kid had felt that the One Man Wrecking Crew had no idea what he was getting himself into. The physique, the psychology, and presence of Jake Roman had surpassed his predecessors at this point in his career, and Jack Arson being choked by the hands of defeat would only validate his confidence. Once the growing familiar intro of his song kicked in, fans had given a good pop for one of the many future faces of the industry. They were ready for a hoss fight.
"Burn In My Light" -- Mercy DriveHey! ... Hey!Hey! Nothing you can say!
Nothings gonna change what you've done to me!
Now its time to shine!
I'm gonna take what's mine...
Take whats miiiiiiiiiiiineeee!"And his opponent, from Battle Creek, Michigan! Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds, JAKE ROHHH-MANNN!"
Slowly pacing through the curtain wasn't the usually exuberant Jake Roman. His shades had masked his eyes while his blank facial expression showed that he wasn't going to pander to fans or show how happy he was to be here. It was a blessing to be competing in a Free For All Wrestling ring for the first time in his young career, but he had no choice but to stay determined on the task at hand: handling a dangerous man in a murderous environment. Jake had gotten everything off his chest in a minute-long promo and directed all of his ambitions towards one task at a time, and Jack Arson, despite being a daunting task, was one he knew he could overcome and mark off his checklist. Behind his glasses was a man with his eyes glued to the mastadon that was the One Man Wrecking Crew. No matter what he would or wouldn't be using in tonight's contest as a weapon, it wasn't going to take the Empire down. The Kid walked down the narrow aisle, letting fans pat him on the back and shoulders to show that he had their support. Once he reached the foot of the ramp, he shifted his body towards the corner to his right, but froze in place and kept his eyes on his opponent before looking at the cart of lethal toys Jack had brought with him. Did he feel like all of these were necessary to defeat the young rookie? Looking at Arson with shades of a subtle grin, he mouthed one more word to get his point across, in case the red-haired powerhouse didn't get the message: "Pathetic."Hey! Nothing you can say!
Nothings gonna change what you've done to me!
Now its time to shine!
I'm gonna take what's mine...
You're gonna burn in my light!
They try too hard to follow
But no one can!
Inside you're all so hollow
You understaaaaaand!
Circling the ring and keeping his eyes locked on Jack Arson, Jake was getting to size up his opponent from a closer look and experience who the One Man Wrecking Crew was in the flesh. Being tested by Jack's fifty pound weight difference was no big deal, but it would be the first time he was tested by a man of his size and caliber. Roman hopped on the apron closest to the camera that kept an eye on most of the action. He took his eyes off Arson to take off his shades and throw them like a Frisbee into the crowd, where a sea of hands would battle for the pair despite how generic they were. Roman climbed under the top rope and without hesitation, walked up to Arson and stood nose-to-nose with him. Was Jake cocky? Sure. But they admired the fact that no man could move or intimidate him, even if the superstar inches away demanded respect. Respect was earned.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 1:02 am
Looking into the eyes of Roman, Jack still was not impressed with what he saw from this kid who was still wet around the ears. In fact, he had so little respect for this man that punching him would not do, oh no. Arson wanted to get under this kids skin, so a full and proper b***h slap to the jaw seemed to be a good way to get this kid out of his face...His breath stuck like a** and feet mixed with Juicy Fruit gum. After the slap, Arson would quickly put his hands up to the sides of his head and stake a Judo stance, preparing for the inevitable flurry of punches that was gonna come, but really in this stance he was prepared for just about whatever Roman tried.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 1:15 am
His head was cocked back by... a slap? For a man who called himself the one man wrecking crew and tried so hard to show his in-ring dominance, a slap to the face was unexpected. It only spoke volumes about Arson's character, and Jake wouldn't let Arson get in some sort of stance afterwards. In fact, letting Jack stand wasn't an option. Jake took no time after the slap to turn back to Arson and go for a knee to the gut to hunch the big man over. If successful, he would try to stand him back up or completely knock him on his a** with a thunderous European uppercut.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 1:47 am
Arson would take a knee to the gut, it would seem that Roman had lighting quick reflexes because all Arson was trying to was raise his hands up, but instead he had his breath knocked out of his chest and was doubled over from the impact.
And before he had time to recover, the kid rocked Arson with a hard uppercut, the force of which sent him staggering back, stopped only by the ropes which he leaned against, slumping his arm over the rope and shaking his head trying to regain his vision, as he looked over to where Roman was standing. Not many men were able to so effectively back up Arson and it was clear the O.M.W.C. had a very game opponent tonight.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 8:35 am
Jake's actions had matched his aggressive words from prior to this match; every word he had said was true, and tonight, he was fighting to prove why he deserved the same opportunities as Arson, even if he was brand new to the business. The Kid's heart, something Arson didn't have, had won the crowd over since his debut in his best-of-five series with Aiden Covell. Now he looked to display that frustration and desire to win by looking to try a myriad of strikes towards Arson in the corner; a pattern of forearms with his left arm and knife-edge chops with his right would be sent Arson's away, assuming there were no interruptions.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 10:21 pm
Elbow, chop, elbow, chop, the intensity of Roman was on display as he was lighting Arsons chest up with the early offensive. That was until Arson was sick of getting chopped and elbowed, and he looked grab hold of one of Roman's arms before sending a vicious headbutt between the rookies eyes.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 11:06 pm
The headbutt came wildly, and it had made Jake Roman follow instinct and grab his forehead only an inch above the bridge of his nose. Had the headbutt been any lower, the Kid would have had to continue fighting with a potential broken nose. His body turned and he dropped to a knee before falling on an arm for balance, holding his forehead from the swiftness and stiffness of Aron's hard head.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2014 4:18 pm
The headbutt would send a sting rhrough Jacks skull as well, even with a head as hard as Jacks, but Jack was more then willing to use hos own body as a weapon in order to walk away with this with a win. Arson would shake his head after delivering the shot to Romans forehead, he saw oppourtunity as making his opponent drop to a knee was perfect, even more so because his back was now turned so Jack would leap into action, looking to strike quick and drop Roman to the mat face first with a running bulldog.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2014 11:46 pm
The bulldog was unavoidable, and as soon as the 24-inch pythons of Jack Arson wrapped around his prone temple, Roman had no choice ut to be driven face first to the mat. Since it was so early in the match, no true damage had been done just yet, but the effects of the bulldog made Jake roll over and already find himself with his back on the mat.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2014 11:08 am
24? Try 30 inch pythons...so big Arson needed a gun permit just to walk down the street. He would then look to come to his knees, before sending a flurry of hard right hands to his downed opponent, targeting the same spot of Romans forehead he just struck with his skull moments earlier.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 10:06 am
It would only be one right hand before Jake started to cover up his face with his forearms and avoid any further free shots he was giving Jack Arson. Finding himself on the ground against the black ginger was not ideally the place Roman wanted to be, but if he were given time to get up, he felt confident that he could turn things around quickly.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 1:32 pm
Arson continued to rain punches down on Roman who was covering up, and after a few shots he realized that it was getting him nowhere, so he decided to stand and make his way over to his shopping cart, from which he pulled out a kendo stick. Spinning it around a few times he would position himself behind Roman, waiting for The Kid to stand.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 5:46 pm
He rose to his feet after a few seconds of realizing that the bigger man wasn't going to continue raining down punches. However, Jake turned to face the big black booty daddy with a kendo stick in hand, and his reaction time to do anything was incredibly limited. He wasn't expecting to have weapons introduced this earlier in the match, even if the shopping cart full of weapons was apart of his competitor's entrance.
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