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 Posted: Tue May 27, 2008 6:40 pm
One fall, introducing first..
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 3:49 am
*The arena goes black. At first, some sparking noises and clicking is heard, as if from a keyboard. Suddenly, the arena lights start to violently change colors, as if with minds of their own! Finally, they stop and they all stare down at the ramp, where a man on his computer can be seen. After intently staring down the screen, he hits enter and suddenly fireworks fly everywhere as The Book of Heavy Metal-Dream Evil plays. While the fireworks fly, the man pushes up his glasses and gets up from the computer. On the screen it shows the man as the words "The Hacker Mavlik Young" flash before the arena suddenly goes black again, this time with a single light on the ring. Mavlik scrambles down to the ramp and into the ring. He quickly looks around with pride at his work before the lights go back to normal and the crowd stares at the little nerd man in wonder. With a goofy grin on his face, Mavlik looks back at the crowd, thinking of how he wanted his return to GzW to be a grand one.*
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 8:21 am
The heretic is always better dead... ((I have to say, when I first read this match-up I laughed. But this time it wont end with me retiring on you, so it's all good xd ))
Saint Jimmy by Green Day blares across the arena...
St. Joey's coming down across the alleyway...
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade...
Lights on the silhouette...
He's insubordinate...
Coming at you on the count of One, Two...
One, Two, Three, Four!
A single pyro goes off, and Saint Joey leaps onto the ramp!!
He lifts his arm, raising his new Destruction Title above him!
"And the opponent... weighing in at 250lbs... he is the Destruction Champion, Saaaaint JOOOEEEEY!!!"
Joey throws the belt over his shoulder as he begins to walk down to the ring. He grins as he picks up the pace, high-fiving the fans as he runs past them, doing a little spin for showmanship purposes. He slides into the ring, looking at his opponent. He chuckles slightly, remembering their past encounters... he was going to enjoy this match!
He climbed the turnbuckle, raising the championship over his head as he continued smirking. He threw the title over to the side where the ring crew resided before he jumped down, immediately ready to start the match. He waited for the bell... ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 12:17 pm
((As did I sir. And thank you for the not retiring this time.))
DING!
*Mavlik pushed up his glasses as the bell rang, eager to get the match started. Going up to Joey, Mavlik offers Joey a lock up.*
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 2:17 pm
The heretic is always better dead... Joey gladly accepts the lock-up, grateful that his opponent didn't try an underhanded move to start the match. He pushed his weight forward, and would twist in an attempt to turn it into a side headlock in his favour. ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 5:41 pm
*Mavlik grunts as he is pushed back, and finally the side headlock is locked in. Hoping to get out, Mavlik would try and punch at Joey's midsection in hopes of getting Joey to let go of the headlock. If it worked, Mavlik would then go for a dropkick to try and knock Joey back.*
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 7:36 am
The heretic is always better dead... Joey was hit in the abs, loosening his side headlock. Another punch ensures that the hold is broken, and Joey is then dropkicked in the chest, sending him into one of the ring's four corners. He stays there, catching his breath after the hard dropkick. ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 4:57 pm
*Mavlik panted after the dropkick, but then got up and straightened his glasses before trying to continue the assault by going for a closethline to Joey while he was in the corner.*
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 7:52 am
The heretic is always better dead... Joey quickly ducked the clothesline, running against the far ropes to try and build some speed. On the rebound, he would attempt a running LARIATO~! on Mavlik! ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 9:29 am
*Mavlik missed Joey, and instead ran straight into the corner turnbuckle! Holding his chest while backing up, Mavlik didn't have time to stop Joey as he was knocked down to the canvas after Joey's running Lariato!*
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 1:24 pm
The heretic is always better dead... Joey went for a quick pin after his move connected, hoping to either pick up an early win or to wear Mavlik down. ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 11:46 am
*Joey made the move for a pin, but at the ref's count of 1 1/2, Mavlik got his shoulder up, and quickly tried to bring Joey in for a ground headlock.*
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 11:56 am
The heretic is always better dead... Joey was taken by the ground headlock, feeling the pain as the bones in his neck grinded together. He put his knees firmly on the ground, trying to push himself and Mavlik upwards so that he was in regular front headlock, at which point he would try to counter by twisting Mavlik's arm from under Joey's jaw and around his back, into a hammerlock. ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 4:10 pm
*Mavlik was feeling confident and cocky as the headlock stayed in, but unfortunately for Mavlik that would cause him to not keep a strong enough hold, and he'd be reversed into the hammer lock, causing great pain in his captured arm!*
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 1:34 pm
The heretic is always better dead... Joey, remaining technical, would try to wrench Mavlik's arm. If that worked, he would attempt a lift up and olympic-style slam onto his stomach, keeping the lock in if he could. ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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