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 Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2015 4:41 pm
"The following contest is a tag team match, and is for the BBW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS! Introducing first..."  Weather: Clear, evening sky.
Wind: 7 mph
Temperature: 82 degrees Fahrenheit.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2015 3:01 pm
Where the hell was he? Omen would be seen in the back pacing back and forth with his glassy eyes looking, trying to find something. That something, or somebody, was his tag partner who he has grown to despise; Andrew Styles. Despite his hate for him, he wanted gold around his waist and wanted to torture his victims, but it seems like this may be a lone job as Andrew Styles seemed to have not appeared tonight.
After several moments of waiting, a stage hand approached Omen, somewhat unwilling and regretting he had to, stating that it was time for his entrance. Despite Omen's displeasure in walking alone for a tag match, he would still make his way. Plus, spreading the pain with his own two hands is a job he likes to do.
With that said, Omen's theme sparked up on the PA, Hurt by Nine Inch Nails was roaring through the sound system as the crowd cheered loudly for the second number one contender for the title but the silhouette was not even visible at first but then, the Freak came out, Andrew looked very intense at his partner for tonight like he wanted to fight the latter close and personal but for once, they had to be in the same page completely.
Through the heavy fog, a Scarecrow-esque attire could be seen, taken by the Colossal Freak, Andrew seemed to be warming up while glancing Omen up and down from the center of the ring, the sack on the head, the coloring, all was a Scarecrow attire, the muscle was way bigger than the original character from the Batman series but hey, freaks are simply that, freaks. There for entertainment, fear factor and almost nothing else.
Announcer: "At this point, introducing the other half of the team, he comes from Parts Unknown, weighing in tonight at two hundred and forty-six pounds, he is The Freak, Omen!"
Omen seemed incensed though as after he got to the ringside, he let out his spine tingling yell, his eyes almost popping through the holes of the sack were it not for the fact that it was impossible for human anatomy and we were not in a cartoon.
After that spine tingling yell made most of the fans shut up with the cheering, the theme of Omen's was cut off as well, he simply moved to the apron, quiet as usual but his presence felt and feared by the outside viewers as he stood there, the challengers for the title had their corner picked, delicacy taken by Omen.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2015 1:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 2:23 pm
It seems Omen would be taking the world on his own tonight. With all extra gear he wanted relieved from his shoulders, he was ready to hear the bell ring and dive into the destruction that he will cause.
Despite losing the tag titles, and despite him not wanting them back completely, he will fight for any given chance as he is given a reason to exist, a reason to keep going on in a world he hates so much, as he is given the chance to inflict pain.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 12:31 am
Wake up feeling blessed up
Pistol on that dresser
Ain't afraid to show it, I'll expose it if I dress up
Riding in that Testa... rossa, ***** catch up,
Sipping on that syrup till I'm messed up like yes sir
So now I'm getting change, people looking at me strange
Like ***** switching lanes, never changed, still the same
We ******** bitches, get paper, you ******** niggas on papers
You walk around with lasers, you probably own some tasers
Lame niggas disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, I'm pimpin hoes
You could tell by my paystubs
My niggas getting right, smoking weed with dirty sprite
Going wild for the night ******** being polite What in the sweet ******** is this? "Wild For The Night" by A$AP Rocky hit the PA system, and the fans turned their attention to the top of the stage. A small, yet very thick, asian woman stepped out onto the stage, dressed in an urban-esq attire you'd see a girl in a club in a city wearing. She stood with her side to the ring and bent over, popping out her booty as she did so, to give the hooting fans a closer look. Moments after however, their cat calls turned to a slight pop as from the back came a large, 7 foot, destructive looking African American man. He leaned down and swapped spit with the small woman, the fans sadly rejecting their affection. Wild for the night, ******** being polite
I'm going...
Wild for the night, ******** being polite
I'm going...
Wild for the night, ******** being polite
I'm going...
Wild for the night, ******** being polite
I'm going...
The man reached the ring and merely stepped up onto the apron, walking to wear Omen's partner would normally be. The ref was yelling for him to get down, but the extremely intimidating man ignored him, choosing instead to stare down Omen. The woman had grabbed a microphone as the music died out. "Your partner is here, Omen. Meet Daquan Jones, the greatest ally you will ever have." The woman passed off the mic back to a crew member. So this is where Daquan Jones had been in his time away from the ring. Where was Dong-Gun, his supposed real tag team partner? No one knew, but for now, the silent big man stood on the ring apron and the ref just let him stay there, unable to really force him away.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 12:32 pm
Matt and Claire looked at each other, clearly neither of them had heard about this beforehand. As much as they wanted to grab a mic and inquire about this sudden development, they really couldn't do so in a reasonable manner at the current moment. Nonetheless the match would have to go on, and Claire stepped out onto the apron. Leaving Matt to start this match off. They were certainly the underdogs now!
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 9:15 pm
In all honesty, Omen wasn't sure what was transpiring either. That weird woman's appearance and this guy were totally a surprise, oh well, anything is better than Styles at this point.
The bell would ring three times, leaving Omen and Matt to once again start another match. It's bound to be interesting as Omen took a different approach. Instead of taking the slow approach, he automatically looked to trap his opponent. Running near him and looking to trap Matt within his own corner.
It seemed tonight was a new night for partners and strategies for the Freak who is still angry at losing his title.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 2:51 pm
Matt understood what Omen was trying to do, didn't mean he could do much to stop in, but he understood. Since he hadn't actually done anything yet, Matt had no problem with being cornered within the confines of his own corner.
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 8:28 pm
Matt knew what was going on, but didn't seem to take it to heart. He was being cornered like an animal by a beast, a predator, and someone who is already angered by the loss of his titles, bad choice by the current male half of the tag champs.
When Omen was within inches of Matt, he looked to charge in with a shoulder, not caring what corner it is, not caring if Claire was there, he wanted to destroy Matt regardless. The predator rushed in looking to take the kill with a deep shoulder thrust into Matt's stomach within the corner he forced him into.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 1:03 pm
One thing a big guy should never do, try and match speed with a smaller guy. Omen looked to burst forth and Matt took half a step back before attempting to drop down and countering Omen's charge with a drop toe hold! If it went well then Omen's face should slam into the second turnbuckle. Hopefully anyway, he was a big nasty b*****d after all.
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2015 1:18 pm
((Auto-hit))
Matt caught the big man with the drop toe hold and BAM! Big, nasty, bag man's face met the turnbuckle! With Omen in their corner, Claire attempted to slingshot herself into the ring and slam down onto Omen's back with cannonball like senton! Of course this means Matt had gotten out of the way, and by that I man he rolled out onto the apron and would get back up to his feet.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2015 2:32 am
Omen's skull was driven into the turnbuckle by the pesky, smaller Matt who drew him inside the corner. A tag was made and now an even smaller Claire was attempting to pull some weight and hit a move on Omen; a cannonball senton driving Omen farther into the corner.
It connected and caused Omen to fall deeper within the corner, only to fall on his back. It did some damage, but anything significant, so Gothica will have to keep trying to tear away the gold from the Freak.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2015 3:54 am
Daquan stood on he apron, leaning over it to watch closer as Omen was attacked by Gothica. He looked down at the woman at ringside, commenting to her "This was a mistake." He stepped down off the apron, looking as though he was ready to walk away. However, the woman stopped him, grabbing his arm and turning him around. "Trust me, darling. You want him on your side...Help him." Daquan scoffed and turned back to the ropes, grabbing them and stepping back over the apron. He stepped over the top rope and entered the ring, attempting to drive a big boot into Claire as she presumably got back up!
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 1:26 am
Unfortunately for both Omen and his new partner, there had been no tag. However they didn't seem to know that, and in all honestly neither Gothica member were going to mention it. The referee knew who was legal and that's all that mattered to them! Nonetheless, while big bad Daquan had been having his little internal conflict across the ring, Claire had slammed down onto Omen with the senton and had started getting back up to her feet. At the same time, Matt had pulled himself back up to his feet via the ropes and was now out on the apron. Now this is where an impressive show of teamwork would try and shine through between the these two.
Matt, who was still the legal man for his team, saw Daquan charging from across the ring and it was clear that his tart was Claire! As Daquan closed the distance with his long strides, Matt sprang up onto the top rope and attempted to springboard off of it and slam his right forearm into the left side of Daquan's face with a huge flying forearm smash! Draven's intention? Cut the other big man off in the middle of the ring and punish him for it, and in the process save his partner!
Meanwhile, Claire would get back up to her feet and simply look to use the nearby ropes and spring up onto the second rope and then drop both knees down upon Omen's burlap sack head!
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 3:24 am
Suddenly, Daquan was hit with springboard flying forearm from Matt Draven! The "MidKnight" was sent staggering back across the ring quickly, hooking the top ropes before he could fall. The fresh man wasn't completely taken out by that hit, and he was going to look to make Matt pay for that attempt! He ran at him and tried to big boot him instead!
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