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 Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 12:25 am
Jeckal's Dream (an OECW Original match.) The ropes have been taken down and replaced with barbed wire. A single cage wall has been set up on the side of the ring facing the announce table. A variety of wepons have been hung up on the wall including but not limited too, a cheese grater, a staple gun, a barbed wire 2x4 and a six foot long large chain. There are no disqualifications, and the first man to score a pinfall wins. Introducing first...
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:05 pm
Now I'm old/Strapped in my cell as I cultivate mold /In the twilight of my years/I am still a drug addict!" Nitro Burning Funny Bong blared out of the Speakers as Nitrous Oxide rolled down the ramp, in a shopping cart. "From somewhere in the Midwest, Nitrous Oxide!"
"I'm sucking all night long on a ten foot bong/Moistened with lotion, /wrapped in a sarong!" Not too far behind came the pyros blasting off suddenly and at random intervals around the ring.
"You know I live like a king I act like a f*****t/Once was a warrior, now just a sponge/High all the time got a d**k like a muskellunge." He leapt out of the Shopping Cart as it hit the ring, rolling right under the Barbwire rope/.
"My glorious destiny it turned to s**t/Can I get another hit?"
He raised his fist into the air and did the spinning finger handsign around his head, the crowd was strangely enough cheering tonight. "From the Nitro-burning funny bong/Just one hit, your life goes wrong/Nitro-burning funny bong/Another stupid stoner song !"
Nitro looked around the weapons for a while before picking up what looked like some kind of Oar. He waited for his opponent. and signalled for a Mic.
"I wasn't expecting a Warm welcome in Missouri of all places!" He shouted. There were mixed reactions from the crowd. "...That was a bit more expected. Maybe you folks just hate Le more than me."
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 3:49 pm
((I'm going to wait for the other guy first. Well, that ruins a "surprise" that I was going to pull. Oh well 3nodding ))
((Confined by As I Lay Dying))
A combined beat of drums and guitars plays through the crowd of fans. The beats went faster and move intense as the lights flicker on and off as if they are controlled. What the hell? Is Damian back to his old arrogant self? The crowd questions as they impulsively booed the hell out of the Black Rider.
"From San Jose, California. Weighing in about 200lbs. He is the Black Rider, the Dark Cloud, the Filler of the Void...He is Damian Le!"
How quickly I forget...
That this is meaningless.
How quickly I forget...
That this is meaningless.
Damian arrives in front of the entrance. There is no trace of the Predator in him, but the looks of the arrogant b*****d is on his face. He begins to talk down towards everyone in the arena as he walks straight to the ring.
That night I never came home.
Wandering souls captured my thoughts..
Emptiness filled my mind.
Urgency spoke her lies.
I watched them move together.
Taking me places I cannot remember (remember).
We have been poured out...
Into this loveless bride..
He response with the jeers of the fans with the flick of the middle finger. "Respect is meaningless" is all he said as he tears the posters of every single hateful thing that they can think of to throw the Rider off of his game. Once he gets near the ring, he looks around at the fans in his angry, arrogant look.
"There is no Predator! There isn't such a thing!" He finishes his rant once he slips through the bottom ropes.
How quickly I forget...
That this is meaningless.
How quickly I forget...
That this is meaningless.
The Black Rider then heads towards the nearest turnbuckle in order to stand at his full height. He looks at each and every face of the idiots that looks at him. Even after the lights turn back to normal and the music dies, he still stands there in his dark, and grave look.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 1:03 pm
((Daniel Cross has a history of flaking so just go ahead and post. DJ is probably waiting to enter last as he was the last announced for the match... So you're gonna be waiting a while. I'd just go ahead and post.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 4:40 pm
Nitrous Oxide turned around, looking at Damian. He fiddled with his Oar.
"Y'think we should wait for Cross and the New guy?"
There were a lot of Jeers for the two of them, as the special ed graduates started yelling "We want Snypa!"
"Or do we just start this god damn party?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 11:31 am
"Flip a coin?" Damian pulls out a coin out of his pockets.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 1:51 pm
"Whaddya say?" Nitrous asked the crowd. The Booing of Snypa fans was quickly drowned out by the cheering of the people that wanted a freaking deathmatch right now.
"Hell with it, Call it in the Air."
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 4:00 pm
((That was exactly what I was doing. xd ))
As the two men stood in the ring discussing something about the match, a screech from a heavy metal guitar interupted them.
[GO!]
"Conflict and terror hear that noise."
"You're on the edge of a nerve-racking force."
"But, oh, my god, Your so fine."
"Never siege, never riot, must defy."
{Making his way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois!}
{Weighing in at 222 pounds, DJ!}
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 6:07 pm
Damian Le looks at both men as the threw away his coin. He approaches Dj, with the intention of using the "Finger Poke Of Doom!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:31 am
((been busy lately, couldn't get to my computer))
Hell Yeah by Rev Theory hits and Daniel Cross walks out onto the entrance ramp, with violet pyro shooting off behind him. He does the CKO pose as the fans boo.
"Making his SWA debut, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he is an eight-time World Heavyweight Champion, the Hollywood Hit Man, DANIEL CROSS!" Cross walks down the ramp, giving the finger to many of the fans. He gets in the ring and watches as Damien and DJ get started.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 12:39 pm
Nitrous Gave a Whistle to Cross to get his attention, then took a swing at his Torso with his Oar.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 9:17 am
The poke to the eye connected! DJ was momentarily blinded by this dirty tactic.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 10:23 am
Damian Le wasn't intending for the poke to hit the eye, but no matter. The Rider tries to kick Dj in the gut for good measure.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 12:08 pm
[Then what do you mean? xd ]
The kick to the gut of DJ connected causing him to double over.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 12:27 pm
((Hint: It deals with Hogan, Nash, and wCw))
Damian tries to secure the tights and Dj's head. He tires to lift Dj upside down before he could impale the head in a DDT.
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