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 Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 12:44 pm
"The following contest is the Anywhere But Here match, schedueled for one fall. The rules are as follows. The match will begin in a steel cage. But pinfalls and submissions may only take place OUTSIDE the ring. The first man to make his opponent submit or keep their shoulders down for a 3-count will be the World Heavyweight Champion! Introducing first... the challenger..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 8:01 am
Can You Hear Me...?
Can You Feel Me In Your Arms!
Holding My Last Breath!
Safe Inside Myself!
Are All My Thoughts Of You?
Sweet Raptured Light!
It Ends Here Tonight.
Kelly came out onto the stage of Total Devotion for the main event. He stood and watched as the first step of his own creation was lowered onto the ring, the Cgae encased the ring perfectly and he sensed that it was finally his time. The era of 2.0 had come. 2.0 let a rain of sparks fall behind him, as they usually do in PPV Entrances, as he hit the 2.0 pose, his right arm perpendicular to his body, hand in a fist, and his left arm in an elevated RKO type pose. He smirked as he walked down the ramp straight to the ring. He looked at the cage as he stood at ringside, and instead of taking the stairs, he began to climb the cage. For what seemed like days, 2.0 climbed the steel cage until he reached the top. He stood at the top of the cage, holding the support cable, until he let go, signalling for golf around his waist, looking at the fans, like he was face to face with the cheap seats. He smirked and climbed down.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:43 pm
Just then as the fans bood 2.0, the lights blacked out. Most of the boos faded away with the lights, dark blue spot lights race from the top of the arena down to the entrance way. Then the firmilar voice boomed over the PA.
All rise...
And the thousands of Faithful rose to their feet in cheers. They knew the man that was making his entrance. And they knew what he could. The smoke that had filled the arena was parting with teh foots steps of the monster, Disciple. He had his title in hand and his hood over his head. He then began his slow walk to the ring. The fans cheer with each step he took. Disciple walked up the steps and into the ring glarring at Kelly King. His eys never lost contact with the self proclaimed High Version. He handed his title to the ref and took off his hood and trenchcoat. He grabbed ahold of a cage wall shaking it knowing what it could do to human flesh. He simply turned his head back to King, then charged at him going for a massive big boot.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:50 pm
2.0 charged forward at the same time, passion burning in his eyes as he took the big boot, unable to get the better hand of that.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:52 pm
Disciple quickly dropped to his knees going for vicious punchs to the skull.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:54 pm
2.0 started to take hits, his body flailing with each punch. He growled and went for a kick to the Monster's side.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:55 pm
The kick connected, and Disciple jolted to his feet, holding his side in pain. But he pushes through the pain going for a stomp to King's chest.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:57 pm
2.0 rolled with the pain of the kick, finding the steel siding of the cage.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 12:58 pm
Disciple foolwed with his pursiut of King. He went for some hard forearms to Kelly's back.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:03 pm
As Desciple closed in on him, 2.0 flipped about and went for a drop-toe hold, which if hit, would smash Desciples face on the cage.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:05 pm
Disciple slammed his face into the cage. Bouncing back he fell to his back holding his face.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:12 pm
2.0 jumped up into the air and went straight to Desciple's side, going for punches to his masked face!
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:18 pm
Disciple took blow after blow, feling the effect kick in with each hit. He went to push King off, hopfully into the air, so he has time to recover.
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:25 pm
2.0 landed on his a**, but rose up. He picked Desciple up to his feet, and went for the irish whip, and would go for an, if connected, suprising Elevated Samoan Drop on Desciple. (Umaga's Drop.)
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