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 Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2015 3:18 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2015 9:25 am
The Arena went quiet, emotions would be spread throughout the arena from the various people in attendance, as they were waiting and holding their signs up waiting for there favorite wrestlers to come out. As the crowd was being impatient; Heart of Courage by Two Steps from Hell would hit the PA system. Getting a reaction
The fans would look at the entrance ramp as well as listen to the theme of Trent as they would express there opinions which mainly would be boo's, although from certain parts of the arena would be cheers or boo's for the other competitor he would be facing. Trent would come out with a smirk on his face, the fans would be on there feet expecting a great match whether they liked or disliked the man making his entrance at this time, seeing as he had made history various times as well as, participated in great matches. Trent would walk on the stage with a confident grin smeared on his face. He would have walked to the left side and looked in the crowd than the right side of the stage, and have a devious smile. Trent than began walk to the middle of the stage and raise both arms in the styling that looked like a cross as pyrotechnics spewed out from both left and right sides of the stage. Trent would stay in that position for a few seconds as he progressively lower his hands as the pyrotechnics would stop as the crowd would love it. Trent would than take a stroll down the ramp taking his time and eating up the emotions of the crowd.
Announcer: Introducing at this time. From St Paul Minnesota, weighing in tonight at 216 Pounds, TRENT!
Trent kept a straight face as he stopped, not even midway of the ramp as he would look around the arena at the screaming fans. Trent would be wearing the original look. He wore a robe down. Almost everything being blocked except for the black goth pants, and some boots. He looked with a grimace towards the fans, being annoyed by each and every one of those hypocritical pieces of s**t, that they knew they were.
Trent once again continued walking. He made a left turn and got on the stairs climb on step by step, and walked on the apron. Trent would turn around and look at the crowd behind him, looking at the fan signs and the people booing at his presence. Trent for a feint moment, changed that grimace into a smile , as Trent turned around and jumped on top of the turnbuckle. Trent would look around and see the thousands in attendance seeing them mainly booing at him. Trent however, was loving the response to the feedback he had been receiving from the people in attendance. Trent looking as confident as ever, entering the match here tonight.
Trent took his robe off and placed it to the outside, after doing so Trent climbed onto the apron and entered the ring, following he would enter the corner and waiting
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2015 12:55 am
<******** the world- IS AFTER ME!!! The music erupted over the PA, signifying that it that time once again, for the man of Dreams to make the scene.
Fans erupted with cheers as The Dream stepped out onto the stage, his signature steel chair wrapped in barbed wire held down at his side and a black duffle back down at his other side. "Cyrus, Cyrus, Cyrus!" Cyrus looked out to the audience as he walked down the ramp. He wasted no time tonight as he walked directly to the ring. His eyes now on his opponent, Trent. Caught out alone, and I'm tryin to be free
Caught up in things that are inside of me-
I've seen inside of me
This side is everything
I've seen and I'm gonna be-
THE WORLD IS AFTER ME!!!When he finally made it to the ring, he tossed the duffle bag into the ring and then suddenly leaped onto the apron. Looking out the audience he threw up his hand and shouted out. "******** the world!" Then with a grin, he slipped into the ring through the top and middle ropes.THE WHOLE WORLD IS AFTER MEEEEEE!!! Immediately looking over to Trent, Cyrus held up his middle finger to the man. "******** you!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 9:03 am
The middle fingers of Cyrus were raised as a sign of disrespect to Trent, beginning to infuriate the Light Heavyweight that was the Anti-Christ.
The official would tell the two to stay back inside their corner until the start of the match,, having to get between Trent and his goal of knocking Cyrus down before the match even started.
Eventually, he was pulled into the corner and asked if he were ready for the match, giving him a nod while keeping a glance on his opponent.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 9:08 am
Holding his chair the Dream would simply goad Trent on, telling the ref to let the man go. Finally, Cyrus set his chair down next to he duffel bag in his corner. He then turned to his opponent. "I'm going to ******** you up tonight, Trent!"
With both wrestlers in their corners, the bell rang and Cyrus lunged towards the center, eyes on Trent.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2015 4:15 pm
The chair would be set down, the official slowly began to lean towards the center of the ring, not wanting to be between these two fiery souls tonight, after all, adding fire to fire only makes the whole burn down.
The bell would ring and Trent looked to rush right in, a bit unorthodox this style is when it comes to Trent, however, unorthodox and unpredictable can do a lot. The Anti-Christ rushed in at Cyrus, looking to meet by the horns, offering a lock-up to start the match right away in a traditional, yet aggressive, fashion.
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 11:00 am
The Lion stepped into Trent, one hand going high, faking the lock-up, the other going low, looking to sucker punch the Anti-Christ right in the gut. Starting off traditionally didn't make sense for a joint as classy as BBW, and it was time to start showing the viewers how it was done.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 11:45 am
Well, I suppose tradition is different areas, and Trent should have known he was inside the BBW ring and was fighting in a No-Disqualification match against a dangerous opponent like Cyrus who he previously met inside the Battle Royale.
Trent's stomach would have met with a cheap shot from The Lion who got a direct shot, causing the Anti-Christ to drop to a kneel, using one of his arms to cover the region where his chest absorbed the damage.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 11:58 am
The Lion wasn't going to waste any time with Trent. Cyrus quickly looked to hit Trent with a knee to the face.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 12:32 pm
With a lift of a knee to the skull of a knelt Trent, it was obvious what the reaction was going to be, or what was going to happen. Trent's head would completely wind back and end up causing him to fall on his back, holding his nose.
He would cover that nose which took most of the damage with his left hand, looking to try and roll to the ropes or crawl with only his right hand. Not wanting to stay like this for the entire match.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 5:28 am
The Lion stepped away, allowing Trent the moment to recover. Cyrus walked over to his corner and picked up his steel chair wrapped in barbed wire. He looked at it and then turned back to Trent, readying his weapon. It was time to make this match bloody.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 5:01 pm
[The winner of this contest is Cyrus Everblaze via pinfall.]
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