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Tom Tyco vs. Dean White; THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 1
Topic Started: Apr 22 2007, 10:28 PM (115 Views)
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Dean White
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Dean White enters.

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Tom Tyco
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The quick three-step musical talents of Chris Cornell blast through the speakers throughout the arena. Mind-blowing; absolute frenzy is all that can said about the people of this humble arena. In place, all swim with their own technique in "stroke." The three-step musical piece repeats. At the top of their lungs they push out the last shreds of oxygen in vocal manner. A third three-step ensues. In and out signs jive as to create a wave effect. The last of the three-steps sets up the song.

If you take a life do you know what you'll give?
Odds are, you won't like what it is
When the storm arrives, would you be seen with me?
By the merciless eyes of deceit?

I've seen angels fall from blinding heights
But you yourself are nothing so divine
Just next in line ...


Yes! He appears, top stage; body covered in pure darkness. Only his pure hues at the coincidental start of the song's chorus can send the embassy crumbling. His body still in shadow, one can only imagine what his appearance may contain. Patience is kindly rewards in the most unlikely way ... with a sudden deafening BOOM and bright pale flash. A single light adjusts itself upon this man of mystery.

Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?

The coldest blood runs through my veins
You know my name


Darkness hides itself at the rim of the lone light; a spotlight. The figure's formed stride holds steady without the slightest of miscue. Head sits upon his broad shoulders cocked forth into place, although slightly tilted forward. He walks in in his two satin black boots, laced from atop about mid-shin. The spotlight captures an image of itself reflecting from the gloss black plastic knee pads in several different perspectives in result of stride. Below the character's torso, his pure black trunks fit snug, all the while exposing his whole thighs. One can catch his signature symbol in crimson as he slithers on by them. His march halts; he quickly rolls himself into the ring. As he relinquishes himself to vertical base, his entrance music fades away. The prolific Hardcore Legend majestically stands amongst ropes. He cocks his head and shrugs his shoulders to warm up. Alas, the time has come. Silence drains.
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Out of RP: Very very short one to start. I'm using this week to write a bunch of short ones and kind of get back into the flow of writing a few a week, so it will be easy to catch up. Also, it's good practice because I need it this week lol. Good luck.

An echo through the air of three metallic chimes occurs. Tom perks his ears as does his counterpart signifying their awareness for the beginning of the end to assume. There isn't too much tension for neither man has ever really seen the likes of each other, thus leaving them to lean in and quickly comment a grapple hold. Each man brings his own form of style to the table, yet both are similar in many ways. Hardcore runs through their veins, their average wrestling weight and size is comparable, and their revealing attire is nearly matched. However, the biggest unique difference is simple; the mighty Tom Tyco represents good, and the dastardly Dean aligns with evil. Mr. Tyco has plenty more experience and proves it by reeling around his opponent and hooking his arms under Mr. White's shoulders. A Full Nelson allows the hero to prevail for the moment, but the villain eagerly knocks on the left shin of his foe with the sole of his own left foot. He comes to face Tom again and the two lock up again. The struggle becomes much more fierce this time, leaving neither man with a distinct advantage; that is, until Dean (in amateur fashion) loses his footing and allows his decorated opponent to over-power him and knock him on his posterior. A raging THUMP! exerts from the depths of the ring, leaving the standing fighter to pursue his prey.
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The fallen fighter slithers toward a corner of the ring with his kicking legs acting like his motor. His own scramble stops with the sudden thud of his spine against solid steel. Closer and closer Tom draws to the miserable being until he can step no closer. With an ironic evil smirk playing hammock across his face, the dominant Tom Tyco grasps hold of the adjacent ropes and lift his boot with vigor. The leather seeps across Mr. White's neck, quickly causing his feet to turn a beet red tint. Bicep muscles wind together tighter to signify the force of this Foot Choke Hold has intensified. Fear is apparent in the victim as he attempts to rip the vulgar foot away from his throat with frantic arms; the effort is in vain. However, the official finds means to call this maneuver unjust and begins his ever popular death chant. "One!" Kirk proclaims. Dean's eye dilate greatly after the mere one worded call for Tom finds fit to crush his opponent's esophagus while he has the chance. "Two!" belts from the official's lungs. Again, the foot strangle tightens, causing a gagging yelp to roll out of Dean's throat. "Three!" echoes about the ring. "Four" follows on almost the same second. Naturally, the so called "Hardcore Hero" relieves his foot from the opponent's larynx and sets it to the canvas. Dean allows his arms to dangle away from his neck, draping them over the ropes left and right. He can do nothing but rest his tired body after mustering all he can just to save his neck. Crevices eagerly form at his eye-lids as they bind the eyeballs themselves, but they dissipate when his senses have returned to him and when he shakes his head to prove his consciousness. Fortunately, Tom is unable to take advantage of the broken fighter for he is uncharacteristically having his way with words toward the referee! The two standing men bicker until as always in the world of officiating, the challenging wrestler is left with a disgusted look on his face. To make matters worse, Kirk blocks the path to Dean White, leaving a sour taste on everyone's tongue; "Boo's" a plenty surface from the outer edges of the ring. With the official obviously allowing "The Machine" to restore himself to make a fair fight, who will be the dominant component when both men are standing on a fair level once more? Stay tuned.
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Several quiet seconds shift through the sands of time. Tom paces the ring as the official remains at Dean's side acting a bias bodyguard. Only when Dean is ready will the match continue and he sitting upright on one knee with his face buried in the other at the moment. Tom's fingers wriggle through his oily golden hair and his gritted teeth match the motion to signify his anticipation is wearing thin. Although his body shifts in several directions, his eyes fail lose fascination with his fallen foe. Alas, The Machine is running again; Mr. White bounces off the world and safely lands on his feet with Kirk Fitzpatrick remaining at his aid until he sees the fairness of competition resume. Nothing for the raging Man-Beast to do but comply with the official, but he has readied himself for the magic moment by straddling his legs into a stance and resting his palms upon his quadriceps. The referee leads Dean to Tom's general area and poises him to face his challenge; he shuffles away to finally let the two fight craving warriors to finish their business. Both masses drive and collide into one another, positioning a grapple hold in unison. Their chests heave frantically, breaths exhale violently, and muscles tighten diligently in the efforts to prove who has the greater strength and perhaps who has the greater frame of mind in terms of alignment. Intensity is a given and is felt by not only the competitors, but the spectators as well, leaving the atmosphere limited on decibels. In the moment of a blink, one greater power overshadows the other; Dean's dark, vicious grin hangs over Tom's quivering lips as does the rest of his upper body. His strength has somehow been able to tackle the likes of good and there is no stopping the momentum now! Quite the inverted arc creates Mr. Tyco's spine until he collapses unto the canvas, but his hand to hand grip with his opponent does not diminish! Instead, it remains intact as a means to complete his own dirty plan! With an upright shift of the right knee, Tom drives his foot straight into Dean's gut and flips the average sized superstar over his head, successfully completing a Monkey Flip! The dark fighter glides shortly through the air until his flight's demise is met with a vertebrate slamming into the ropes! The repel keeps the man off the ground for another second, but it helps in dismantling his body much further with the force slamming him into the canvas much harder than intended. To make matters worse, Dean's landing starts by barreling his defeated neck into the ring's veneer, causing him to cringe up in his final destination and holler without a voice. His mouth widens in sheer pain and his body lays stiff. Could this be the end of Dean's tournament dreams? Stay tuned.
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It most certainly was the demise.

DONNY: HE COULD HAVE SPRAINED HIS NECK!

Tom Tyco pins.

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Johnny: DEANO WHITE WAS PRETTY MUCH A NO-SHOW THIS WEEK.

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3!

Tom Tyco is your winner. And he advances to round 2 of the tournament.
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