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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2016 11:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 1:35 am
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We're not Alone by Coldrain played over the PA system as a young , tall, brown haired , russian walked out from backstage wearing red shorts, combat gloves and what it seemed to be sambo shoes . The man walked down the aisle carrying a towel over his shoulders. the cheers grew loud, the former Hardcore champion felt at home. Sunlight was the only thing that felt right before I came here But inside it feels like it keeps raining And every drop is like the tears we couldn't cry Because inside we were all alone But this place gave us something, it somehow made us strong
If there's a place inside this world Where hopes and dreams are not yet lost We'll stand and fight against these walls We'll fight this fight forevermore The followin match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first....From Saint Petersburg, Russia. weighing at 245 pounds, Aleksandr The Red Volk Zangief!!!!! ! If there's a place inside this world Where hopes and dreams are not yet lost We'll stand and fight against these walls We'll fight this fight forevermore
It was an ok entrance for The Red wolf, Volk had proved his endurance in the past, only time will tell if he was even ready to begin with. If there's a place inside this world Where we must go back to once more Until the day we find that place We're not aloneVolk made his way into the ring walking the steel steps and ducking thru the middle ropes. The music dies as He continued walking across the ring, putting away the towel waiting for his opponent.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2016 7:10 pm
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Fallout Boy - CenturiesDa da da-da, da da da-da Da da da-da, da da da-da Da da...
Some legends are told.. Some turn to dust or to gold.. But you will remember me.. Remember me for centuries! And just one mistake.. Is all it will take.. We'll go down in history! Remember me for centuries!!!Suddenly Fireworks erupted from the stage briefly engulfing the entrance way in a suddenly flash. Nearly immediately after the sparks faded from the pyrotechnic display, a confident Talon marched out from the back, a chorus of boos greeting him."And his opponent... Weighing in at 228 pounds, he hails from The Hall of Fame City, Canton, Ohio! The Bird of Prey! TALON!!!"With a devilish smirk, Talon stopped at the top the ramp, holding his arms out in a showcase of greatness. After a few moments Talon continued his march down the ramp, insulting and threatening fans along the way. Approaching the ring, Talon rounded the barricade and hustled up the steel steps. Quickly climbing the outside of the turnbuckle, and throwing his arms out in a cocky fashion as his confident smirk appeared on his face once again. Talon then dropped down into the ring, before heading over to the ropes closest to the hard camera. There Talon climbed them, one leg on the bottom rope, and the other on the second. With both hands firmly grasping the rope rope, Talon scanned the crowd, as his initial movement made it so Talon was slightly bouncing on the ropes. After a few moments, Talon slowly turned his gaze to his opponent. He then climbed down on off the ropes, and backed into his corner. Getting in a few stretches before the Ref could start the match.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2016 2:39 am
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