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Projectbloody Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2019 7:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2019 6:49 pm
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I want my MTV
The lights dim down as the opening cords of Money For Nothing by Yazz and Jussie Smollett hit the PA. Multicolored laser lights flash in patterns on the stage. The camera moves away from the stage
Consumers, silver spooners It's nothin', we get money for it
When the camera returns, Andre Damone is standing on the stage, the lights forming a circle around him, looking out into the arena. He's switched up his look, wearing blue and gold tights with a matching vest and no shirt underneath.
Commas and zeros, that's the way we do it We make it work in this economy Rollin' dinero, pockets stay polluted Money is dirty and we don't play clean We chasin' paper, run, run, hurry, move it Get out the way if you ain't 'bout that green Intensive labor, taxes are included Ain't nothin' in this effin' world for free
"Making his way to the ring, from St. Louis Missouri, weighing in at 225 pounds, Andre Damone!"
As the hook begins, Andre begins to make his way down to the ring
(Move that work, move that work) Commercialize, commercialize (Get that work, get that work) To advertise, to advertise (Make it work, make it work) Look mom, I'm on TV (Gotta make it work, make it work) Hi mom, I'm on TV
(Move that work, move that work)Commercialize, commercialize (Get that work, get that work) To advertise, to advertise (Make it work, make it work) Look mom, I'm on TV (Gotta make it work, make it work) Hi mom, I'm on TV
Halfway down the ramp, he stops, then dashes the rest of the way and slides into the ring. He pops right up and hits the corner
Andre steps down and removes the vest. He stands in a corner and crouches, focused on the entrance and awaiting the arrival of the rest of Team Crusade
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2019 6:51 pm
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the titantron goes out and the arena is left in darkness.
Monster by Skillet begins to play as red and blue lights flash. Flames burst up intermittently on the stage. On the titantron, a haunting image of Damien Umbra, in his robes, are shown. He's locked in a dark room, with a sole candle as his light, staring at a door.
The secret side of me, I never let you see I keep it caged but I can't control it So stay away from me, the beast is ugly I feel the rage and I just can't hold it It's scratching on the walls, in the closet, in the halls It comes awake and I can't control it Hiding under the bed, in my body, in my head Why won't somebody come and save me from this, make it end?
the titantron shows Lionel opening the door and Damien bursts out, also removing the robe
I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin I must confess that I feel like a monster I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster I, I feel like a monster
the flames continue to spring up as Damien walks out and heads for the ring, no robe covering him this time
"Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 330 pounds, Damien Umbra!"
My secret side I keep hid under lock and key I keep it caged but I can't control it 'Cause if I let him out he'll tear me up, break me down Why won't somebody come and save me from this, make it end?
The fire on the stage continues, and Damien moves at a steady pace to the ring, stopping at the end of the ramp. He looks around the arena before moving towards the ring. He grasps the top rope and steps up onto the apron, gazing into the ring as if entranced. Damien raises his arms. The lights comes back up and he steps in over the top rope
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2019 7:42 pm
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Projectbloody Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2019 8:24 am
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[x] a chant hit the as the Caribbean colossus walked out onto the stage.
ALL HAIL THE ALPHA MALE! ALL HAIL THE ALPHA MALE! BEAT YOUR CHEST!
Bison spread his arms out as yellow, blue, and green pyro shot up. Bison headed down the ramp as the music transitioned .
making his way to the ring from belo horizonte, brazil. the alpha male, Bison Mbadi!
Ey, I'm a living legend You ain't heard yet? You not get the message? From the moment that I step in it, I get a couple weapons Yeah, I turn into a beast when I'm repping You are now watching a legend so sit back and let the show begin The pro is in, ya know it's in, better go and get reloaded in And no offense, you boys are suckers and got close to no chance I'm gonna win, my flow is so much doper than an OBN
The massive titan of a man smiled as he flexed on the ramp, showing off his impressive physique. He took his time heading to the stairs. he stepped over the ropes before stepping to the center of the ring, making a few final poses.
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2019 1:07 pm
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A line of fireworks shot off on stage moments after Kickstart My Heart hit the PA!When I get high I get high on speed Top fuel funny car's A drug for me My heart, my heart Kick start my heartMicrophone in hand, the man who was none other than the Mega Lion, Luis Leone, stepped out onto the stage followed by his good buddy and bodyguard, Axel!
"Ladies and gentlemen, San Antonio, Texas.. and Gee Dubya Aye! I AM none other than the legendary wrestler, tag team phenomenon, six star athlete, and the ONLY true main event of this pitiful establishment! I AM the presence of professional wrestling, the Mega Lion!" Boos erupted from the GWA audience the two made their way down the ramp. "Along at my side is none other than the walking apocalypse in human form, the Atomic Monster, Axxxxxel! Together with the forces of atomic might and High Octane energy we make P-p-powah! That's not all folks joining us tonight is-" Luis motioned up to the stage.Light's dimmed as the music faded. Suddenly the theme from Terminator 2: Judgement Day played as the metallic Exoskeleton of a T-800 strut out onto the stage. Raising a futuristic rifle from it's side, it fired up towards audience, pyrotechnics being fired from the barrel of the weapon. When the firing ceased, Kick Start My Heart resumed playing over the PA. The T-800 raised it's free hand, signalling the thumbs up. "That's right, baby, today is Judgment Day for Tuesday Night as the best tag team in the world is about to wipe the floor with a bunch of talent-less Crusaders!"
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Mister Mirage Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2019 1:57 pm
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The Game Hits the PA and multi colored lights begin to flash. Ken rises up on platform to the stage, standing among a thin layer of smoke rising from under the stage.
"Making his way to the ring, from Kansas City, Missouri, weighing in at 225 pounds, Ken Armand!"
Ken begins to make his way down the ramp, pyro continuing to go off behind him. He stops at the end of the ramp and looks around the arena, out into the fans.
Eventually, he turns and walks to the right, walking around the ring. He hops up onto the apron, then turns to face the crowd, his back to the ropes. He raises his fists and leans back against the ropes while multi-colored pyros shoot up from the turnbuckles. The crowd continues to give a positive reaction as he steps into the ring through the ropes. The lights come back up and the flashing lights stop while the music dies down.
Ken looks over at Luis, shaking his head. He's gotta team with the guy for the night, so all they need now are their partners
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2019 5:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2019 12:04 am
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Theme music hits as the crowd starts booing. Soon enough the big Samoan, dressed in black tights with a flap in front that has green trim, with KANA SAMOA written. GWA National Championship around his waist. The big man marches out, slapping the belt before slapping his chest, letting out a huge roar.
Behind him walks his manager Fiscal Rèspoñsíblé. Yelling at Kana, firing him up. Talking about destroying his opponent and finishing the job!
David Penzer: Being accompanied by his manager Fiscal Rèspoñsíblé, weighing 335 pounds, from the Isle of Samoa, he is the GWA National Champion.....Kana SAAAAAAAmooAAAAAA!"
Kana Samoa slams his hands onto the steel steps, before walking up them to reach the apron. Stepping through the ropes, Kana sneers as he takes the Championship off his waist, raising it up with both hands.
Fiscal went around the ring to where his team's corner will be. He gets on the apron and starts yelling at Kana's teammates, barking orders as if he was the team coach! Kana meanwhile walks over to the corner and steps through the ropes to stand on the apron.
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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2019 9:37 am
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Mister Mirage Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2019 11:47 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2019 2:19 pm
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Mister Mirage Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 05, 2019 2:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2019 7:04 pm
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Mister Mirage Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2019 11:47 am
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