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LittleKechara Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 10:22 am
Ref: The following matchup is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:20 am
Woman's voice: You think you know me.
*Pyroes go off to an explosive beat as a thick, white mist spreads across the top of the ramp.*
Song: On this day I see clearly everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all, leave it all behind
*Edge walks calmly out onto the ramp, not even bothering to go through his normal routine.*
From Toronto, Canada... Weighing in at 240 lbs... Edge!
*Halfway to the ring, Edge breaks into a run, sliding under the ropes, remaining on his hands and legs for a moment, before kicking to his feet and moving to the corner to eat up the noise from the crowd.*
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 2:40 pm
:: Live for the moment starts playing as Jeff starts skipping out to the stage the fans go wild.::
:: Jeff bounces on his feet at the stage smiling as he points out to the crowd then slams his hands into the ground bringing them up his body to his sides into the hardy taunt::
:: Jeff walks down the ramp slapping hands. Halfway down he begins running and slides into the ring::
:: Jeff runs to the corner turnbuckle and jumps on doing the hardy taunt again then dropping his arms and bobbing his head before giving the taunt again and droping it::
:: He then jumps down and runs to the other turnbuckle doing the bird taunt. He jumps down again and faces Edge::
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:14 pm
*As the bell rings, Edge throws a punch, but pulls it back at the last second, smiling. He instead holds out his hand, as if expecting it to be shook.*
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:18 pm
:: Jeff goes to shake his hand::
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:20 pm
*Pulls Jeff into a quick ghetto hug before leaving him and lying flat on the mat.*
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:21 pm
:: Hardy pins him smiling::
1....2....
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:23 pm
*Edge counts along with the ref* Three!
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:25 pm
:: Hardy gets up as his music plays and the fans are confused::
:: Jeff extends a hand to help Edge up::
" Just dont screw me like my brother did"
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:26 pm
*she watches behind the curtian*
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:27 pm
*Edge laughs, nicking up to his feet, brushing the hair out of his eyes* If I was the type who'd screw you over, I'd have wanted to get the pin. *Calls to backstage* Come on out, Christy!
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:28 pm
:: Hardy runs to the corner while his music is still on and gives the Xtreme guns. The fans still cheer::
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:31 pm
*The lights in the house go out, The Game by Disturbed starts playing as red strobe lights start blinking in concession with the beat of the music, a burst of purple sparkles explode center stage as Christy dances out on stage, her body sways to the rhythem of the song. She dances down the ramp, banging her head and waving to her fans as she turns in circles, feeling the groove. She smiles as she sings along. She walks up the steps and dances with the ring post for a moment then crawls in the ring between the second and third ropes. She walks around, blowing kisses to every corner.*
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:33 pm
*Goes over and raises Jeff's arm in victory, earning puzzled comments from the commentators. He then goes over to Christy, and hands her a folded-up piece of paper. He unfolds it, revealing it to be her restraining order.*
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:34 pm
:: Jeff watches the two confused about the paper. He decides to just wait and see what happens::
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