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Post by swagger on Jun 11, 2009 0:10:16 GMT -5
The fans are still stunned after witnessing some of the best matches a show can bring you. Then the sound of drums are heard through out the arena soon being followed by the sound of a light guitar, as "Ememy" by Fozzy plays through out the arena. After a few second a man wearing a wrestling suit, all black with a blue stripe down the side. He is seen smilelying from ear to ear, with his hands on his hips. He then removes them and continues on his way down the ramp
:: Bella Blair ::
Making his way to the ring standing in at six feet five inches, he is the ALL AMERICAN SINNER, SEEAAAN MYYYEEEEEERS!
Some fans extend their hand trying to touch the new, young superstar be he just smile and moves on past them with a huge smile on his face. The fans he walk past boo him, and just wave him off. He stops a few time to say stuff to the fans he see have some oddity to them rather it be looks, or their weight then he keeps on moving. He stops one more time right at the end of the ramp before he runs and slides into the ring. Once in he pushes himself right up, and spreads his arms show in an arrogant manner.
After going to each corner and spreading his arms, pissing off each section of fans with his arroagance, he returns to the center of the ring. He then does some small work outs with his hands before stepping in the center of the ring awaiting his opponet. |
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Post by bang on Jun 11, 2009 20:41:30 GMT -5
To get this started, Lucas comes down to the ring. He is wearing, black boxer boxers, with a white line down the center of each leg. He is also wearing boxing gloves that are red. (HE IS NOT A BOXER THOUGH! HE FIGHTS MUCH LIKE ORTON!) |
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Post by swagger on Jun 11, 2009 23:49:59 GMT -5
The two wrestlers are now in the center of the ring face to face with each other, just inches away from touching. The fans are ever so quite as they watch the two competitors stare each other down. Both superstars seem reluctant to make the first move. The new comer looks to the side at he fans who are eagerly watching, and just as Lucas takes his eyes off Sean he pulls back his fist before thrusting it forwards and driving it into the head of his opponent. As Princton staggers back a few steps the ''All-American Sinner,'' follows up with another right hand right to the cranium of the Princton gang leader. Sean with drawls his fist ans attempts another head shot but the new comer is able to get his hand above his head to stop the blow from connecting. The brute gang leader uses his free hand and thrust it forward connecting to the jaw Myers, who stagger backs holding his jaw with the hand he was going to punch his opponent with. Princton then quickly thinks on his feet and charges at Myers and before he is too close to him Princton jumps in the air while soaring in mid-air Princton shifts his weight back so that it appears he is laying down in the air. He has his feet pointed towards Myers, which they soon hit him dead center of the chest sending him falling to the mat back first. Moments after the direct hit Princton lands on his back also. Its with out a doubt that Myers got the worst end of the collision, as he is left billowing on the cold mat. Princton waste no time getting to his feet, looking pretty impressive thus far.
Princton raises his arms in the air, he doesn't get much of a reaction from the fans who are only seeing him for the first time but they give him a little cheer since he is temporally shutting up Myers. Myers is still on the mat gasping for air, after getting it knocked out of him thanks to a text book dropkick delivered by the hands or shall I say feet of Lucas. The new comer then walks over to the floored Myers and grabs a fistful of his blond hair, and starts to pull him up to a vertical basis. Myers struggle to remain on his feet as he is till feeling the effects of the drop kick. The wild New Yorker takes a step back, watching as Myers starts to regain his composure by shaking his head but before Myer has the chance to totally ameliorate steps forth and grabs his head and grips it in the back, with out hesitation he pulls him to the closest corner of the four that make up the squared circle and uses his strength to slam it into the lightly padded turnbuckle, but before his head is send smashing into it Myers sticks his hand there and locks his arm making sure his head doesn't collide with it. Myers uses his free arm and pulls his elbow back smashing the point of it into the abdomen of the city slicker.
---> Johnny Reifenheiser <---
There we go Myers. Don't let this guy get the better of you. You're the number one contender for god sakes, show this guy what makes you the best and kick his ass.
<--- Dave Scoggins --->
Oh good lord. What are you talking about now? It seems that nothing good ever comes out of your god forsaken mouth. This kid is doing so good, and if he wasn't its first match with a guy like Myers. I mean this guy owns his own wrestling club, he is use to wrestling with people who play by the rules, and people who have class.
The elbow shows only enough force to stagger Lucas back a short step but not enough to keep him away as he goes in and reaches for his head once more, this time he pulls back his elbow with an even greater force. It hits the same spot as last time, right above the belly button. Lucas now staggers back a few feet and leans over clasping his stomach, this gives Myers the time he needs to clean himself up and get ready for the rest of the match that is still to come, Myers now turns to face Lucas and shows a sudden burst of energy as he charges towards him. As he runs towards him he elongates his arm and once close enough he rams his biceps into the throat of his opponent, who is to worried about the pain eating at his stomach to block, or move out of the way. Myers goes all the way through with the attack nearly cutting right through Princton's neck.
The shock of the blow send Princton straight to the ground, the pain he is now cancels out the pain of the elbows. He is left rolling on the mat griping his neck as if he was choking, despite to get rid of the ache he kicks his feet wildly bringing them down hard on the mat. Myers places his hands on his hips and walk back over to the suffering body of Lucas and looks down on him with a grin that touches both ears. He then takes one hand off of his chest leaving the other still glued there, and points to him and screams, "See this? Its you Magnus. I am coming for MY title!" He then drops both hands down to his side and raises his boot about a foot in the air and pushes it down into the shoulder not causing much damage but certainly keeping him grounded while he thinks of what to do now that he is in control. After a few more bone crunching stomps Myers leans over and this time grabs a fistful of his opponets hair bringing him to his feet. The All-American Sinner then propels his foot upwards into the groin of the brude gang leader and grabs his head trusting it between his legs. He then leans over and grips his body hoisting him in the air. After a few seconds of holding him the power bomb position he he spins in place before falling to the ground and slamming his opponet back first into the mat. He quickly goes for the pin, hoping for a quick and easy three count.
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