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 Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2025 2:43 pm
6th January 2025 - 19th January 2025
One Day Auto-Hit or Auto-Recover
The following match is scheduled for one fall!
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2025 1:06 pm
Time seemed to have halted in Inglewood as a monochrome effect came over the arena.The voices from the audience were replaced with silence. You make promise of protection
To a future after life
To the final resurrection
And to eternal paradiseMist filled the stage as a mirror was slowly raised onto the center of the stage. A dark apparition appeared in the mirror, reaching out towards the ring, the mirror halting it's progress. Taking a step closer, the apparition slowly pushed a gloved fist through the frame and then the hooded figure stepped through entirely. The apparition was the Mysterious Stranger himself, Mister Mirage!  But then I'm blinded with temptation
And to every mortal sin
Is it God that sits there waiting?
Or will the darkness suck me inMister Mirage's coal black eyes stared down at the ring when he was finally free of the mirror. He turned slightly and shoved the mirror to the floor, shattering it immediately when it made contact with the stage. The monochrome effect faded out as soon as his glass prison was destroyed. Once again the masked man turned his attention towards the ring and began making his way to it. Intensity and discomfort could be felt from the audience as Mister Mirage made his way down the ramp. The hooded man paused as he stepped in front of the ring. He slowly raised his hands as sparks flew from his shock gauntlets. The Specter tilted his head as he lowered his hands and then rolled into the ring.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2025 5:07 pm
Butler by Threads & D John & Pogi-B plays in the arena as The Butler enters the arena.
♫ Want me a butler, mustache like Colonel Custer
Want to chill on the dock of my yacht, served custard
I wanna get the bread and the Munster
Look at me buster, want me a butler ♫
The crowd erupts in to boos as The Butler struts down the ramp, his nose held high in the air.
He is wearing a black and white butler's uniform with a bright red bowtie and he carries a silver tray with a glass of champagne on top of it.
Howard Finkle: "Making his way to the ring, from The Cartwright Mansion, he is THEEEEEEEE BUUUUUTLEEEER!"
♫ Silver cutlery
Shade from money trees
Made for luxury
Want me a butler, aye
I want me a butler
I want me a butler, yeah
I want me a butler
I want me a butler, yeah ♫
As he climbs into the ring, The Butler takes a sip of his champagne and surveys the crowd with a sneer.
He then raises his glass in to the air and shouted, "To me, the most important person in this arena!"
The crowd booed even louder, but The Butler just laughs and tosses his glass aside.
He then flexed his muscles and struck a pose, ready to take on Bison, who is foolish enough to challenge him.
JR: "Here comes The Butler, the obnoxious American butler! He's certainly not making any friends with that entrance."
King: "No, he's not. But you have to admit, he's got quite the strut. And that tray he's carrying looks like it could do some serious damage in the ring."
JR: "Let's hope he doesn't use it as a weapon. But you know The Butler, he's not above bending the rules to get what he wants."
The Butler asks for a microphone as he sneers at Mister Mirage.
Butler: "Mirage, I requested this match from Cartwright.
When I told him that you had been scheming to walk away from Cartwright Strong Style for months, he was all for it.
I just have one simple question for you.
Are you stupid?"
The crowd boos louder at The Butler, who only asked a simple question.
Butler: "Cartwright Strong Style is the best thing that has ever happened to you.
What on Earth are you thinking?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2025 6:56 pm
Standing in the center of the ring, the hooded man stared forward as the Butler spoke. Finally tilting his head to the side, the voice of the Mysterious Stranger could be heard over the PA. "Stupid...?" He shook his head. "No, not stupid. Genuinely, I am surprised." Mirage lifted his hand, motioning to the Butler. "As you are... This Stong Style; you are worthless to my endeavors."
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Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2025 1:16 pm
The Butler looks confused and angry, what does that even mean?
Enraged, The Butler charges towards Mister Mirage with a lariat to shut his lying mouth!
JR: "Both men exchanging some harsh words before the match, King."
King: "The Butler is right, he and Cartwright are the smart ones!
Mirage should do absolutely zero thinking for himself!
It's not going to end well for him!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2025 1:50 pm
Before the match could start, the Butler made the rash decision to rush Mirage. Sparks suddenly flew from the Mysterious Stranger's gauntlets as he raised hand and would attempt to place his palm into the mortal's chest when he approached!
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2025 4:49 pm
The Butler is suddenly halted, stopping instantly in his tracks, as Mirage's palm finds his chest and shocks the muscular man!
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2025 4:55 pm
Mirage removes his hand from his stunned opponent, pulling back a step to admire his work. Taking only a moment, the Mysterious Stranger would step in to hit the Butler square with a knife edged chop!
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2025 5:00 pm
WOOOO!
A chop across The Butler's chest gets him moving again, as he backs away towards the ropes, not wishing to feel another blow like that!
The palm strike had left The Butler wide open, so he protects himself on the ropes.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2025 3:34 pm
With the Butler against the ropes, Mirage suddenly sprung forward, looking to follow through a knock his opponent out of the ring with a lariat of his own!
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2025 4:07 pm
The crowd cheers as Mister Mirage fires up and uses his arm to send The Butler over the top rope, The Butler falling to the outside padding with a thud on his back!
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2025 1:10 pm
For once the fans were on Mirage's side as they cheered the man from the mirror. Ducking under the top rope, he followed the Butler out of the ring. "You requested a match with Mirage..." He stares down at the Butler as he walks past the mortal. "You fail to realize... we don't compete." Stopping by a folding chair set up near the barricade, he picked it up, swiftly closing it shut.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2025 1:58 pm
The crowd watches on in wonder, is Mister Mirage really about to do this?
The Butler sees and hears the chair slam shut, so he begins to shuffle backwards on his knees towards the arena entrance, begging Mirage to calm down!
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2025 1:40 pm
Mirage followed after the Butler as he scurried away, the chair held out in front of him. "Forfeit the match or forfeit your soul... Regardless, a message will be sent to the rest of your people." Raising the chair up he'd make a swing for his opponent.
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2025 3:22 pm
Before The Butler has chance to say anything, Mister Mirage brings the steel chair down on to The Butler's skull, the chair bouncing off of his head and causing him to flop face first to the ground!
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