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 Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 3:41 pm
This will be a on fall, for the GzW Endurance Championship, the winner will move on to the final round! Introducing first..
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 7:30 pm
He's already made it through the first round of the tournament and as Readymade by the Red Hot Chili Peppers started up loud over the small PA systems of the arena and the lights lowered considerable. A spotlight hit just above one fan entrances way inside the crowd and out stepped Scott Honeycutt wearing black boots that come to just below the knee and his red wrestling trunks. He stopped at the top of the stairs and ran his hand through his "fauxhawk" then transitioned to adjusted his right elbow pad as the crowd cheered loudly for him.
"Weighing into tonight at two-hundred and twenty seven pound from Tortonto-Ontario, Canada, he is the GzW Endurance Champion..... Scott Honeycutt!"
The announcer said with much enthusiasm. Scott began walking down the steps, he carried the Endurance Title in his left hand. Scott got about half way down the steps and he looks over at a little kid wearing a shirt supporting him tonight, Scott shows appreciation and rubs the kid's head for good luck. He got to the barrier and did an impressive hop over it just to show off a little more, as he walked to the ring Scott pointed to the fans in the front row and gave a thumbs up sign. Scott Honeycutt got another pop.
He rolled into the ring and bounced up to his feet with excitement. Scott looked over at the ref and gave him a sort of glare to spook him a little. He then laughed along with the referee and handed over the Endurance title. He raised them both his hands high into the air from the top turnbuckle as the music got to the loudest part, the fans were twice as loud. Scott hopped down, the mat giving a little spring as he did, he handed both titles over to the referee and headed back towards his corner. Scott stretched his back as he waited for the bell, yet he never took his eye off the ramp. He just waited.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 8:16 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 who had defeated the Saint. Smirking, Mavlik looked towards Scott's titles and laughed. They don't mean squat here. Hehe, I'm going to have fun with this one Mavlik thought as he turned his gaze to Scott and started bouncing around waiting for the bell.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 8:07 pm
Scott began cricling and would soon offer a lock up.
((Bad spelling.. summer's here!))
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 7:37 am
((Lovely excuse thar. xd ))
*Mavlik was a bit wary of Scott, but was sure that he himself could take Scott down. Mavlik accepted the lock up, and attempted to turn it into a side headlock.*
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 9:27 pm
Scott was placed into the side headlock but that wasn't going to stop him. He tried backing up into the ropes and rushing forward, pushing Mavlik off into the opposite ropes.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 5:04 pm
*Mavlik was sent running towards the opposing ropes, but as he rebounded Mavlik would try and hit Scott with a closethline.*
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 6:10 pm
Scott Honeycutt had the same idea in mind and he too attempted a clothesline, making it a double clothesline. Whether or not Scott was successful, he was taken down to mat by Mavliks clothesline.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 7:55 pm
*Mavlik was being rather overconfident and had thought for Scott to just sit there like a goon, but found him mounting an offensive of his own! Mavlik was sent down to the mat along with Scott after the double closethline, Mavlik holding his head as it stung a bit.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 2:22 pm
As he grunted and tried to forget all about the sharp shots of pain buzzing through his neck while he rolled up onto his feet. Once up Honeycutt fell back against the ropes and attempted an elbow drop.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 5:02 pm
*Mavlik was feeling a bit dazed and confused, but then he suddenly found himself more in pain than that after the elbow drop. Holding his midsection, Mavlik tried to get Scott with a Drop Toe Hold to stop the offensive and to try and turn the fight in his favor.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 5:27 pm
Ya see, Scott was planning on hitting Mavlik with a sunset flip into a pin when he was caught in the drop toe hold and looked like a baffoon as he fell to the mat landing right on his face!
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 5:01 pm
*Mavlik laughed a bit to himself as Scott landed face first on them at, but he was in no shape to just sit there. Not wasting to much time, Mavlik rolled over and tried to get Scott in a sort of headlock to continue a bit of damage to Scott's pretty face.*
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 9:15 am
Scott was locked into a headlock and panicked as he felt Mavlik's arm brush down his perfect fauxhawk! Honeycutt struggled and wiggled around. He tried lifting Mavlik's arm off from him, he just really wanted to fix his hair!
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 3:30 pm
*Mavlik was smiling devilishly as he locked in the headlock, knowing Scott would be vein enough to try and only care for his hair. At first Mavlik allowed for his arm to be thrown, but then he tried to throw it back and lock it in again to harm Scott's fauxhawk and Scott himself!*
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