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 Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2015 2:53 am
"The following contest is set for one-fall! Introducing first....."
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 8:28 am
It kills me not to know this but I've all but just forgotten
What the color of her eyes were and her scars or how she got them
As the telling signs of age rain down a single tear is dropping
Through the valleys of an aging face that this world has forgotten
There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
And there is no time like the present to drink these draining seconds
But seldom do these words ring true when I'm constantly failing you
Like walls that we just can't break through until we disappear
So tell me now
If this ain't love then how do we get out?
Because I don't know
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save (whoa, whoa)
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have (whoa, whoa) "Savior" by Rise Against hits the PA to a roar from the men and women in uniform. As the songs guitar picks up, the 2015 Mr. Money in the Bank, Hiro Shin-Mozas, leaps out from the back, in much better shape than from his last appearance. He lifts the briefcase high above his head and looks around at the great heroes in the crowd, admiring them. Making his way down the ramp, the Cuban-Jap stops to highfive each and every man, woman, and child with their hands out for him. After the display of respect, he slides in under the bottom rope and leaps about, again displaying the Money in the Bank high above his head for all to see. He enters a corner, stretching his body a bit as he awaits his opponent, a man that he would be teaming with at Summerslam to take on Midnight Marauders International to defend WWF:G in War Games. Nuke Fusion, what an opponent. It'd been a long time since these two men had stood in the ring together for a match, and Hiro had definitely grown quite a bit since then. The music began to die out, and Hiro waited in his corner.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 8:47 am
A dirty riff hit the arena, as the lits shot out and the stage shot in to a mesmeric emerald field of pulsing lights. Bleed by Meshuggah ran out around the arena, drowning every other insignificant noise along with it.
A lone, bigger, spotlight sat awaiting the entrance of a man who was set for his first match in years. The crowd awaited with anxious and bated breath, as he stepped forward from the curtains.
If you could hear the crowd, you'd hear a rapturous welcome back for The Prodigy, the first-ever man to become a Grand Slam Champion in the WWFG, and a Hall of Famer to make his mark on history.
Stepping forward without hesitation, he lifted his head and locked eyes on the man in the ring, his opponent for the evening, Hiro. For a long time these two had entangled paths, but not fully come to true blows. Would tonight be the catalyst for future history; could this show Hiros true potential, or would Nuke prevail as the truely most decorated of the two?
As he reached the ring, Nuke rolled under the bottom rope, jumping to his feet in a spin. The music continued to pulse and the spotlight still followed him, as strobe lighting kicked in around the arena. Mothers covered their children's eyes and the Fusion Fanatics in the arena marked out, as the music stopped for one moment for Nuke to shout out - quite audibly - "THE MAGNUM OPUS HAS RETURNED!"
The music kicked in again, enough to stop the audience reaction once more, as Fusion turned his attention towards his opponent. Stepping right to his face, the ref attempted to come between the two, before Nuke turned and grabbed him by the collar and forced him to his knees with pure aggression and strength. As the referee pleaded not to be hurt, Nuke turned back to Hiro, a sheer wave of aggression quite visible on his face.
Nose to nose they stood for what seemed like an eternity, before Nuke stepped back and everything stopped. The arena was back to normal and silent for a few seconds, before an entire rapture set upon the place, The Nuclear God smiling and raising a fist in to the air in response to the entire arena who were in awe and amazement.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:05 am
Nuke's entrance was for the ages. It wasn't particularly fancy or anything like that, just something for the fans to experience enough of to send them over the edge. It was something that everyone was gonna remember for a long time. Nuke had gotten in Hiro's face as he entered the ring, and the two men stared down. Hiro even showed little care for the ref who was moments away from being eaten by Nuke, presumably. Hiro's experience was showing. He was healed up from Wrestlemania, and he had almost no visible fear or doubt on his face; he knew he could beat Nuke Fusion. He felt personally like he'd won when it was Nuke that had taken steps back to break their close up staring. The ref was released as well, and dusted himself off, letting out an audible gulp. He looked at both men who were now decently separated, and called for the bell, much to the delight of fans who saw this as the match that was worth being there for.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:09 am
The bell had rung, and the crowd cheered and cheered, split between Nuke and Hiro. Where Hiro was the big fan favourite for so long, even coming back with attitude Fusion had reclaimed a lot of his die-hard fans who had waited for this moment.
There seemed to be a visible spark in the air, a mix of hostility and anticipation, and it was electric. The seconds seemed to count down as the ref looked between the two men and, with baited breath, watched to see who might make the first move.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:14 am
Hiro tugged on his tights, pulling them up a bit and shakes out his arms. His gloves were tight and snug around his fists and the scars that adorned his chest and face shined brightly in the sun as rays bounced off the beads of sweat forming already. Prior to the bell ringing Hiro had put his briefcase down in the corner behind him. It was that moment that Hiro realized he had forgotten to talk off his jacket! He did so as well, keeping an eye on Nuke just in case he looked to capitalize. Naturally though, he couldn't, as Hiro took less than three seconds to remove it!
All that aside, Hiro realized he had been holding up the action, and went in at Nuke, a hand up, offering a lock up!
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:20 am
Nuke watched the ever-so-slight panic in Hiro's eyes as he realised that his jacket was still on. Oops. When he thought he was laughing to himself, he then realised that he was laughing out loud, and that some of the fans had begun to join in too.
Either way, it seemed Hiro was ready and came in for a lockup. Looking down at the offer, Fusion instead immediately bounded in to action, attempting to catch his less experienced opponent with a swift European Uppercut from his own classics!
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:22 am
Ah, why didnt Hiro expect it?! The European Uppercut caught him in the jaw and sent him stumbling back, so far back that he ended up against the ropes. He held his jaw, and instantly went at Nuke, trying to reply with a European Uppercut of his own!
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:26 am
Smirking to himself rather proudly, Nuke was rather impressed that he managed to nearly down his opponent already. But it must have been naivety and ring rust, as Hiro shot straight back with an Uppercut of his own which sent Nuke flying back in to a turnbuckle where he shook his head and turned his eyes back to his opponent.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:28 am
Hiro shook his head a little to crack his neck as he went right back on the offensive, trying to rush in at Nuke and deliver another harsh European Uppercut to his upper chest and jaw! If it connected, he'd try to bring him up to a seated position on the top turnbuckle! What was Hiro looking for this early?
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:31 am
Nuke looked to be on the defensive, but Hiro's quickness got him with another swift European Uppercut, leaving him just a little dazed. Trying to quickly shake the cobwebs, Fusion found himself being forced up on to the turnbuckle, not knowing what was coming next.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:33 am
Hiro was able to get a quick upperhand, just like he had hoped. The Ethnic Enigma had thought to himself prior to the match...if I can catch him off guard in the beginning, then he can not beat me. Hiro stepped atop the second ropes, looking to send a few right handed shots towards Nuke's cranium. Had they connected, he looked to fling the Englishmen's arm over his head, and take a step on to the top rope, looking to deliver a devastating super-plex early on in the match!
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:41 am
The shots connected, and Nuke seemed even more dazed. What was happening here? Was Nuke not ready to get back in to the ring this early?
Sometimes, natural instincts kick in. As he felt an arm going around his neck, Fusion lifted his neck up and headbutted as hard as he could at the man in front of him, ready to defend where he had to.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:43 am
Hiro had happily connected with the punches, the crowd letting out a collective "Ooohhhh" as he started to get ready to superplex Nuke. However, Nuke had a lot more in him still. He headbutted Hiro in the chest, causing the Cuban-Jap to grab hold of the top rope, leaning down with both hands to do so. He couldn't do much at this point, but he tried to shoot a few lefts to the midsection of Nuke to stop his comeback!
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