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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 3 2006, 01:54 PM (126 Views) | |
| Thomas Driver | Apr 3 2006, 01:54 PM Post #1 |
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Head Trainer of PWA Academy
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ALX vs. Bobby Guyzacks Singles Match Deadline: Saturday 7pm EST |
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| Bobby Guyzacks | Apr 6 2006, 02:05 PM Post #2 |
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The sound of refined orchestral music plays as Bobby Guysacks comes from behind the curtain in his napoleonic battle gear, Robert entering behind him waving the French flag. Robert makes his way to the side of the ring as Bobby enters pulling off his uniform top so that he's wrestling in a loose white shirt and blue and white tights. ((sorry about the late intro)) |
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| Alex LeBlanc | Apr 6 2006, 11:11 PM Post #3 |
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-Without any warning, the lights fade to darkness, leaving the capacity crowd in relative obscurity as they look on in intrigue and anticipation for the next combatant in this matchup, the ever-entertaining, ever remarkable ALX. With the crowd on its feet here in the Palacio De Los Deportes in Mexico City, a slow and haunting instrumental can be heard playing softly over the public address system, a melodically eerie voice complimenting the haunting tones perfectly.- Can you feel it crush you? Does it seem to bring the worst in you out? There's no running away from, these things that hold you down... They complicate you, Because they make you feel like this. Of all the colors that you shine, This is surely not your best.... But you should know these colors that you're shining, Are surely not the best! Colors that you shine! -As the last words emit from the mouth of "Crossfade" frontman Ed Sloan, the haunting melody quickly fades and breaks into a driving, heavy and poignant hard rock beat. White strobe lights begin to flicker on and off rapidly at the top of the stage as the curtain parts and walking into the spotlight is none other than the Chosen One himself, the young phenom who tonight has made a drastic career choice, the man known to the fans as ALX. With "Colors" by Crossfade blaring in the background, ALX stands in black thigh length shorts with a Phoenix printed on the back of tights in red outline. His spiked, short black hair glimmers under the limelight as the crowd is torn on how to respond, wanting to cheer the youngster for his athletic talent, but wanting to voice their displeasure for his recent alliance with Julio Guerrera. Paying them no heed, the Detroit native continues on his path down the ramp, tugging on his black wrist tape.- I know you feel alone, yeah Like no one else can figure you out, But don't you ever turn away, From the ones that held you down. They love to save you. Don't you know they love to see you smile? But these colors that you shine, Are surely not your style But you should know these colors that you're shining Are surely not your best! Colors that you shine! -Making his way to the ring, ALX hops onto the apron, then springs over the top rope in one swift leap, settling in the ring as the flashbulbs pop around the arena, the spectators wanting to capture an image of the up and coming superstar. Trying to get the blood pumping in his legs, the youngster hops a little before latching on to the top rope and dropping down to stretch his calves. Rising to his feet, ALX lets go of the top rope and begins to slowly walk around the ring as the bell sounds, signalling the commencement of the matchup.- |
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| Thomas Driver | Apr 8 2006, 06:13 PM Post #4 |
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However, the power of christ tells them not to fight and the two men must make their way backstage as another commercial about Three Hours of Power goes across the television screen. One of these men would battle through that tournament next week and this sudden stop by the official may be a blessing in disguise. |
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