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| Tommy Dragon vs. Kalevala; THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 2 - BRACKE | |
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| The Notorious PIC | Apr 30 2007, 08:53 PM Post #1 |
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THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 2 - BRACKET B ------------------ Tommy Dragon ------------------ The technological display that normally accompanies the entrance of the Stunning Submissionist never occurs, as the soon-to-be entering competitor has decided to change his normal introduction. The silence of the arena is broken by a distorted, industrial beat while Linkin Park begins to fill the sound system. In this farewell, there’s no blood, there’s no alibi. Cause I’ve drawn regret, from the truth of a thousand lies. So let mercy come and wash away… What I’ve done, I’ll face myself, To cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself and let go of what I’ve done. The black curtain is shifted aside, revealing the technically skilled warrior with a look of determination on his face. Tommy Dragon appears in all black attire, seemingly painting all of his usual attire in the dim color before walking out for the contest. Along with the dark wrestling gear, he sports his old leather ring jacket with the hood pulled over to hide his own dark hair. He pulls at his goatee a bit, before throwing the hood back and raising his arms to his side, allowing a rain of golden pyrotechnics to fall on his exposed upper body. This gets a decent reaction from the crowd, his remaining loyal fans cheer loud enough so that the sound mixes with that of "What I've Done" by Linkin Park. Put to rest, what you thought of me. While I clean this slate, with the hands of uncertainty. So let mercy come and wash away… The camera gets a shot of the backside of Tommy Dragon’s jacket, revealing an iron cross between the claws of the German coat of arms. This was a rather unorthodox symbol for the technician, but no one seems to mind. He heads closer to the ring, soon signaling to the ring announcer to give him his introduction. Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring, from New York City, New York and weighing in at two hundred and fifty one pounds; representing The Untouchables, he is…“THE HOTSHOT” TOMMY DRAGON!!! What I’ve done, I’ll face myself, To cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself and let go of what I’ve done. For what I’ve done… For what I’ve done… Tommy Dragon ascends the steel steps, looking out towards the fans packed inside the arena for tonight’s event. He cracks his head back and forth, doing some stretches as the music fades from the sound system. Once the ring area has gone silent, The Hotshot looks towards the audience in preparation for the coming battle. ------------------ Kalevala ------------------ Suddenly, the lights in the arena cut out and the fans were completely shrouded in Darkness. The crowd booed, as they anticipated the arrival of Kalevala. For a few seconds there is nothing, until the haunting harmonica of "The Wizard" by Black Sabbath starts up. The stage lights up immediately. The harmonica stops. The stage is once again shrouded in darkness. The harmonica starts again and again the stage lights up. Then back to silence and black. This happens a third time. On the fourth harmonica interlude, when the stage is lit, we see a cloaked figure on the stage, standing motionless. The stage cuts back to darkness for a split second as The Wizard finally kicks off. The stage and ramp light up flashing with the music, as the arena remains dark. Kalevala makes his way down to the ring still shrouded in his cloak. He walks down to the ring relatively calmly. Announcer: First making his way down to the ring, hailing from the outskirts of Kennin, weighing in at 238lbs, Ka-le...VA-LA! The crowd booed his announcement. He is very deliberate in his movements. He looks from side to side as he walks down the ramp, his face still hidden. He gets close to the ring, speeds up and slides into it under the bottom rope. As he slowly gets to his feet, there is a guitar/drum interlude (:43). The song picks up again as the ring is lit up with flashing lights. Kalevala takes off his hood to reveal himself. Kalevala then removes his cloak. He climbs the turnbuckle and holds his arms out at his sides, absorbing the crowd's reaction. Kalevala jumps off the turnbuckle and back into the center of the ring. He had completely removed the cloak he was wearing. He shook his shoulder length wet brown hair out of his eyes as he turned back towards the center of the ring. He was wearing ruby red tights with white stripes down the side, leading to white wrestling boots with black toes and heels. He had black elbow pads and wrist tape on. He was also wearing an old school wrestling top, ala Bret Hart or Kurt Angle, with shoulder straps. He then tightened the tape around his wrists. Waiting. |
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| Kalevala | May 1 2007, 05:31 PM Post #2 |
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In life, there are so few things that are absolute. For instance, with each passing year we grow older, coming closer to the inevitable end of our journey; the tides may be effortlessly altered by the whim of the moon up above; and even the very shape of the Earth itself is subject to the desires of Mother Nature as well as those of mankind. With all of these variances sure to be the source of much abrasion and aversion, it is comforting to know that there is at least one unequivocal truth in the world that is to be displayed tonight: the capacity crowd will be returning home extremely pleased. Although quite a bold statement to make, numerous wrestling analysts from around the world have been throwing in their two cents regarding the titanic locking of horns set to take place tonight, saying that it has the potential to become one of the greatest matches of all time, let alone of the year. It remains to be seen what exactly the two competitors loosening up in the ring at this current time would think of such a claim, however such a subtle detail is of no importance. The only thing that is of any relevance, is what these two competitors are willing to do with the potential placed so very neatly before them. The bustling, vivacious audience in attendance was still hot following the introductions and entrances of the two warriors. As they were calming down, settling back into their seats, the two men staking claim to the canvas perimeter were the Mystery Man from the Kennin Clan, Kalevala, and the Patron Saint, Tommy Dragon. Considering the scale of such an encounter, it was no surprise that the anticipation was almost too much to bear; not for the competitors, but for the audience looking on. Even after settling down, the electricity of the sea of spectators gave the arena life, and created a surreal, almost dream-like atmosphere. Despite the fanfare and daunting task set before them, neither man was about to lose focus on what they needed to do in order to win. From their respective corners, the Commonwealth King and the American Crippler had locked eyes. Even before the match had begun, a psychological war was already being waged. Staring across the ring at each other was like staring down the barrel of a gun, one wrong move could spell the end; and soon enough they would be looking to the referee to pull the trigger. If not life and limb, then power and pride would be the ultimate price to pay in such a battle. The stakes, expectations, and emotions were running high, as the two men approached each other to receive instructions from the residing official. Having heard the same spiel countless times before, neither warrior was about to waste their time listening, and instead continued the psychological struggle. Although in actuality, all the posturing, grimacing, and showboating in the world, was not going to help. The fact of the matter is, these two men are amazing competitors, they are both technical wonders, and classical submissionists. Both men are remarkably similar in style and execution, all of which adds to the allure of this momentous first encounter between the two. It would be the Stunning Submissionist versus the Technical Trickster, in a battle of wit, a battle of character, and a battle of raw, natural talent. The two commanding individuals stepped back to their respective corners after the official gave them word. Never once breaking their visual showdown, the two waited patiently for their release from their cages. Without further adieu, in response to the increasing anxiety of the surrounding audience, the referee signalled for the bell. Immediately upon hearing the shrill chime of the ringside starter, the two titans quickly began to approach each other. Illustrating the similarities between these warriors, both began to lunge at the other, attempting to gain the upper hand immediately by throwing off the other opponent. Although this scare tactic failed to have the desired effect and thus both competitors, almost in unison, pulled back and moved to the right, creating a circling effect. Kalevala bounded light footedly in the same circle in which Tommy Dragon was carefully choosing his steps. The chipper young superstar overflowing with energy, was eager to get his feet wet. Likewise, the distinguished New York native was equally attracted to the competitive opportunity that this match put forth. Continuing with their circular trajectory for only a few more moments, the two seemingly decided together to firmly plant their feet in place, and vie for a position of greater leverage. What better way to start a battle between two classic technical wrestlers, than with a Collar-and-Elbow tie-up. The crowd was in a frenzy as the two jockeyed for position, attempting to feel each other out as much as possible, as even though both men have undoubtedly done their research, there is no substitute for firsthand experience. Showing great poise in a match of this scale, the Kennin Clansman was able to shift his weight to the right, while slipping his left arm away from Tommy's and bringing down his right appendage around the nape of the Hotshot's neck, locking in a side-headlock. After the initial few moments of struggling back and forth, the Northlander wrenched in the elementary maneouvre, preventing any withdrawal courtesy of Tommy Dragon. Even though the Technical Trickster's bicep was clenched tightly around the Hotshot's neck, it was not enough resistance to completely immobilize last years THOP winner. Pulling back on Kalevala, the headlocked Tommy Dragon created the necessary momentum to rid himself of his unwanted guest, by bouncing back into the ropes. The Patron Saint then attempted to toss the Clansman off of him, however it was the savvy submissionist in Kalevala that was able to successfully bring his opponent down to the ground with a headlock takedown. It was with no surprise to anyone in attendance however, that this position would not last long. Almost in a blink of an eye, the Genex Dragon kicked up his legs and securely wrapped them around the Technical Trickster's neck. The force of the takedown had loosened Kalevala grip sufficiently, allowing for the cunning Tommy Dragon to quickly peel the Northlander off of him with a head scissors. The force with which the American Crippler did this, caused Kalevala to roll backwards over his shoulders. Ever conscious of his location within the squared circle, the tumbling Commonwealth Champion quickly ended up on his knees, at the feet of a downed Tommy Dragon. Showing great energy and ability to keep his bearings, Kalevala managed to quickly get back to his feet, grab Tommy Dragon's legs, and flip forward, arching his back for a Jackknife pin! However even before Kalevala was finished executing the hold, and well before the official even thought about making the count, the Patron Saint delievered a stereo pair of jabs to each side of the Northlander's ribs, causing Kalevala to release Dragon's legs, and then to fall down on top of him. Once again beating the referee to the punch, the American Crippler wrapped his arms around Kalevala, and proceeded to bridge-up into a standing position, in a display of great strength. Having turned around during the rising bridge, the Hotshot was now standing with the Nefarious Northlander in his grasp. Opting against the execution of a power move, the better judgement of the Genex Dragon decided it was best to wear his fiesty opponent down. As such, the hold that he was poised to bring about was the very convenient front face lock. Underestimating the slippery nature of his opponent, Tommy Dragon was astonished that the Kennin Warrior was able to push him into the ropes, and subsequently launch him across the ring, escaping the attempted fortification of the front face lock. In an attempt to get the drop on his opponent, the Kennin Clansman rushed after him, positioning himself in the center of the ring, awaiting his opponents return from the springy valhalla of the ropes. As the charging Dragon raced back, the Kennin Warrior was able to interpolate his course of action, and quickly ducked beneath a thunderous clothesline. Gaining a better vantage point by spinning Tommy Dragon back around, the Technical Trickster did the unthinkable, and slapped the Patron Saint across the face, in a monumental display of disrespect. The audiences grumbled and gasps echoed loudly as the force of the slap forced the Genex Dragon to turn around. The blistering pace of this exchange continued much to the delight of the audience both at home and in the arena, as Kalevala wrapped his arms around Tommy Dragon's waist, placing his head underneath one of the Hotshot's arm, attempting to hit a back suplex. However as is sometimes the case, there is over-rotation of the move, and being an intelligent competitor, the Patron Saint used this to his advantage, ending up landing on his feet behind the King of the Commonwealth. As soon as his feet were placed firmly on the ground, and before Kalevala knew any better, Tommy Dragon grabbed his trunks, and a head full of hair, and tossed the Technical Trickster into the nearest corner. Slamming his back on the padded steel turnbuckles, the air was driving out of Kalevala's lungs. In an almost even exchange between the two to start things off, in the minds of those attempting to decipher who was the clear winner, the edge would have to go to Kalevala with one pin attempt already under his belt. The Patron Saint was very well aware of this, and as a matter of pride, would hope to quickly even things up. Having recently tossed his skillful opponent into the ropes, it was time to introduce a little force into the equation. The American Crippler quickly regained his bearings, and charged towards the cornered Kennin Clansman, attempting to drive his shoulder deep down into the Northlander's chest. Although, keeping with the blistering exchange, at the very last moment Kalevala reared back, springing his legs up, and then launching himself over Tommy Dragon, landing behind him, facing the center of the ring. The Genex Dragon slammed chest first into the turnbuckles, and as he stumbled back, Kalevala hooked both of Tommy's arms and pulled forward hitting a backslide! This time however, as the referee went to make the count, Kalevala used the ropes surrounding the turnbuckles as leverage!!! The referee was able to count twice, with Tommy Dragon kicking out emphatically just as the second strike on the canvas was made. The audience gasped as the Patron Saint rolled out of the pin, knowing that he was just made a fool of. In one final scramble, both Kalevala and Tommy Dragon made it back to their feet, clenched their fists, and stood their ground, signalling the end of the opening flurry. The audience applauded in appreciation, as a sea of flashbulbs went off. Kalevala had a slight smirk on his face, as Tommy Dragon was undoubtedly consumed by nothing but anger at being humiliated in the opening minutes. (Edit: Sorry for going over our set limit...by quite a bit (855). I found this intro hard, and wanted to make it substantial to get the ball rolling. Feel free to match this post count and then I promise the following posts will be shorter, or, if you want to make one within the set limit, I will post a really small one next. Your call. Good luck, lets make it super keen!) |
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| Kalevala | May 4 2007, 08:08 PM Post #3 |
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The Nefarious Northlander and the Patron Saint stood at attention for a few moments longer, cautiously anticipating another abrupt or unforeseen attack from the other. After the initial excitement of the opening flurry began to wear off, it was up to each man to commit himself to the task at hand. How easy it would be at this point, to let one's guard down, opening an opportunity for your opponent to take advantage of you. Although considering the two professionals currently standing in the ring, that was not a likely outcome to the events currently transpiring. The smirk on Kalevala's face was enough to boil the blood of the American Crippler. Almost letting his temper get to the much maligned breaking point, Tommy Dragon was quick to quell his fiery spirit, knowing that that was exactly what the Kennin Warrior wanted. Instead of exploding, boiling over, and unleashing hell on the Clansman, the Genex Dragon decided instead to take a few steps back. The audience was settling back down after the initial outburst of action as well, however they were still willing to express their gratitude for the display before them. Backing up almost to the turnbuckles of the corner opposite Kalevala, Tommy Dragon firmly planted his feet, held out his hand at arm's length, and signalled for the young Commonwealth King to "Come Get Some!" At this striking visual image, the jubilant crowd was captivated, and another wave of approval was washed down towards the ring. Finally knowing where things stood, Kalevala grinned even more. Amused at the situation not because he was in any position to be, but because he was seeming to enjoy himself. Perhaps the Kennin Warrior thrived on such opportunities, and was only fuelled by the will of his opponents? That appeared to be the case anyway, as Kalevala looked out to the audience for a brief moment, before starting to bounce up and down, gingerly on his feet, before staring back at the extremely serious Tommy Dragon. Knowing what he had to do, but fearing the actual execution, Kalevala loosed himself up a bit in his own corner. Tommy Dragon had called the Clansman out, and was not about to move anytime soon. It was up to Kalevala to answer the call, and if he was any kind of competitor, or had any shred of honour in his body, he would. Now, even though it is certain that a majority of the people watching the match thought very well that Kalevala would just tuck tail and run, they couldn't blame him if they did. The imposing figure of Tommy Dragon staring back at you, was cause enough to pack it up early, and check out. However anyone who knew Kalevala, knew he would never do such a thing. As far as he was concerned, he and the Patron Saint were evenly matched, and he would work his ass off in order to sneak away with the victory. And that is exactly what it will be, no matter who ends up the victor, it will not be because of their own skill, it will be because the other man made a mistake first. And judging by the pedigree that both these men share, the match may be going on for quite sometime. Crackling his knuckles and stretching his neck, the Kennin Warrior seemed pumped and primed to continue the attack. Understanding what must be done, he paced from side to side, with each pass making it closer and closer to his target, the Patron Saint Tommy Dragon, who was standing with his back almost against the turnbuckles. The crowd was buzzing with anticipation, and finally as Kalevala strolled to the middle of the squared circle, he darted off his path, making a B-Line directly for his target. Now instead of the usual high flying move, or power strike accompanied by a quick jolt in any direction, these two spirited technicians wanted another chance to get the match off the ground, as and such they locked up again in a Collar-and-elbow tie up! This time however, the action was not so much back and forth, as it was lop-sided in Mr. Dragon's favour. Having planted himself firmly in place, the Kennin Warrior's attempts at displacing him were all but futile. However, despite the lack of pleasing acrobatics, there was an epic struggle currently transpiring within the ring, for who was going to come out on top. Fortunately for the Genex Dragon, it was him. Using the Commonwealth King's momentum as leverage, it was not long after the Collar-and-elbow tie up, that Tommy was able to duck himself underneath the Clansman's arms, thus out of reach of his attacks, and curl himself behind the Kennin native. Wrapping his arms inseparably around the Northlander's waist, Tommy Dragon was clearly intending to drop his opponent square on his head with a German Suplex. As soon as Tommy's arms wrapped around his waist, a red siren started to flash within the mind of the Kennin Warrior, and being so close to the turnbuckles offered him a unique and rather effective solution. Grabbing onto the ropes and turnbuckles for dear life, the Kennin Warrior resisted the first few attempts of his opponent to hurl him backwards. Although this could not last for long, as the Stunning Submissionist's iron grip was not about to be broken, and thus Kalevala was not going anywhere. In desperation he attempted to squirm free, however any such thoughts of escape were quickly snuffed out as the Patron Saint connected with a sure-fire clubbing blow to the back of the Northlander's head. Knocking him for a loop, and causing his grip to loosen around the ropes, it was with great ease that the American Crippler was able to pull back with all his might, and send the Nefarious Northlander across the ring, vaulting him with a huge, professionally executed Releasing German Suplex. Landing in a heap of flesh on his upper shoulders, the Kennin Warrior was quick to roll out of that predicament and back to his knees. Although thrown for a loop (literally), his professional nature and natural talent were kicking in, as Kalevala was able to regain his bearings at an incredible rate. In an attempt to surprise the rising Tommy Dragon, Kalevala raced to his feet and charged forward. However again, as is often the case, the executor of such a move prepares in advance for all possible outcomes. The Patron Saint is no exception to this rule of greatness. As such, before the Northlander even knew what hit him, he was thrown again for a loop courtesy of a well timed arm drag from your friendly neighbourhood Dragonman. Once again successfully rolling out of a manoeuvre, harnessing his own momentum, the Kennin Warrior was back on his feet in a flash. And once again he was off to the raced, thinking for some reason that this time the same thing would work. However once again this theory was proven incorrect, as Tommy Dragon connected with another beautiful arm drag. The crowd at this point was once again cheering wildly, as the Kennin Warrior rolled back to his feet again, and for a third time charged erroneously into action. Making the Commonwealth champion pay for his ignorance, Tommy Dragon connected this time with a huge clothesline! Rolling up onto his shoulders from the impact of the strike, all the air in his lungs and wind in his sails was promptly removed. Instead however of being subject to a pin, and risking losing the match, the instincts of Kalevala took over, and he quickly rolled out of the ring. Not being able to take the assault any longer, as soon as Kalevala rolled out of the ring he stumbled over to he barricade and rested on it, leaning back into the roaring crowd. Having built himself up a head of steam, Tommy Dragon was pumping the crowd up in the ring, signalling that he was the true master of submission, and that he would move to the next round. Surprised and shocked by what had just happened to him, Kalevala could only watch from the outside, wincing in pain, as from within the ring, the Patron Saint called out to the Kennin Warrior. Demanding that he get back in here and fight. Suddenly realizing he was in the arms of the fans, who he truly despised, Kalevala pulled himself away from them, now able to stand on his own two feet. Again the angered and adrenaline filled shouts from within the ring were heard almost filling the arena. The American Crippler was eager to get his hands on Kalevala again, but he wanted the Kennin Warrior to lead himself to the slaughter, as he did not want to give up the strategic advantage he currently possessed. Looking out at the fans cheering for Kalevala to enter the ring, then looking back at Tommy Dragon, Kalevala lifted up his hands and waved down Tommy, indicating that he wanted nothing to do with the Patron Saint. Instead, Kalevala began walking towards the ramp, apparently content with walking out of the arena and never looking back. This was understandably upsetting to the crowd who paid good money for this show, and thus this action was met with a chorus of boos. Kalevala could be seen shrugging, and shaking his head from side to side, as he started to walk away. Thankfully for the Kennin Warrior, the American Crippler could not risk calling the man's bluff. As such, Mr. Dragon slid underneath the bottom rope, and quickly began to pursue the Commonwealth King. He was not about to let the Technical Trickster weasel his way out of paying his dues. As soon as Tommy had begun his pursuit, the crowd had reacted. Knowing this reaction rather well, it signalled to Kalevala to begin flight. Quickly speeding up and curling around the nearest ring post, the Kennin Warrior slid inside the ring, out of the Genex Dragon's talons, and was quick to stand. Turning around just in time to witness Tommy sliding in after him, Kalevala knew that the Patron Saint had just let his anger get the best of him, and he was about to capitalize on what may be Tommy Dragon's first, and last, mistake. |
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| Kalevala | May 6 2007, 01:38 AM Post #4 |
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It was with great pleasure that the Kennin Warrior made an about face after he quickly slid into the ring, to see his tormented opponent, the Patron Saint, in hot pursuit, nipping at his heels. The sight was one of great relief, as the Kennin Clansman had gambled with his course of action, as there was a slight chance that the American Crippler would have simply let the Northlander walk away and forfeit. Thankfully, at least for Kalevala, the spirit of competition was alive and strong inside of Tommy Dragon. As it currently stood however, the sensitive scale upon which the two competitors rested, had taken a strong shift in Kalevala's favour. Having weaseled his way into this position of power, the Technical Trickster was not about to let his opponent off lightly. Quickly pouncing on the insurgent Tommy Dragon, the Commonwealth King began to deliver less than technical clubbing forearms to the upper back and neck of the rising, infuriated Genex Dragon. Momentarily quelling any sort of offensive uprising from his fiery foe, the Kennin Warrior was able to force a stunned Tommy Dragon back into the nearest corner. Backing him up against the padded steel of the turnbuckles, Kalevala's clubbing forearms quickly transformed into stiff strikes to the jaw. The audience was once again pushed back to their toes, as with a flurry of punches under his belt, Kalevala grabbed Tommy Dragon's wrist, and yanked back as hard as he could, attempting to execute an Irish Whip. However it seems that the Northlander's strikes only served to stun the American Crippler, as halfway through executing the move, the Genex Dragon shifted his weight, while holding onto Kalevala. The end result, was that it was the Commonwealth Champion who ended up taking the brunt impact of the padded steel to the spine. The Kennin Clansman landed hard in the corner, from the irish whip courtesy of the Patron Saint. In fact, the impact of the manoeuvre forced Kalevala to immediately stumble back towards Tommy Dragon, who was standing in the center of the ring. This instant provided Kalevala with a window of opportunity. It was as though he was experiencing a moment of clarity. The PWA Commonwealth champion, having just been on the receiving end of a rather stiff Irish Whip, converted his stumble from the impact, into a full blown charge. It was needless to say that the Patron Saint was not expecting such a flurry of activity. The speeding Kalevala leaped into the air, and soared across the ring, connecting with a brutally stiff knee strike directly under the chin of his advancing opponent. Everything happened so fast that no one in the audience was even able to capture it on film. In a heartbeat Kalevala, who was not particularly known for his striking ability, had performed a fantastic manoeuvre, eerily similar in situation to the move executed on SlimAlex, during Kalevala's opening round in this THOP tournament. And just like that first knee strike, the announcers as well as the audience were once again shocked and amazed. As soon as his knee connected with the Patron Saint's jaw, the Kennin Warrior was sent tumbling through the air, as Tommy Dragon's eyes rolled into the back of his head as his neck abruptly snapped back as he was thrown to the canvas. The crowd popped up in their seats at the visual display they had just been witness to. Kalevala came crashing down hard on the mat as well, after almost completely front flipping, landing unceremoniously on his side. Slightly disoriented by the spin he had just taken, Kalevala was a bit rattled, but nonetheless was able to enjoy the current situation far more than Tommy Dragon was. Laying a few feet away in a world of hurt, the American Crippler was in a bad way. The audience applauded however, as Kalevala was quick to rise to his feet, wishing to capitolize immediately on a Golden opportunity. Unlike the lesser SlimAlex however, the effects of the charging knee strike on the Tommy Dragon were less grave. As a result, by the time Kalevala had gathered himself and lifted himself back to his feet, the dizzy Patron Saint had rolled over onto all fours, and was groggily regaining his footing. However, it was clear by the body language of the Stunning Submissionist, that the damage had been done. As was the natural progression of things, Kalevala waited in the wings, for the dizzy Dragon to get back to his feet. Seeing his chance, the Nefarious Northlander swooped down like a bird of prey while Tommy was in a bent over position, and connected with the Hard Road! The impact of the Kennin Warrior's famed finisher was enough to flip the Patron Saint onto his back, leaving Kalevala only one thing to do. The referee got into position as Kalevala firmly hooked the leg in place. One! Two! Three! The referee signalled for the bell. Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Winner of this Match as a result of Pinfall, and moving onto the Third Round of the Three Hours of Power Tournament, KALEVALA! Kalevala stood up and ripped away his Commonwealth Title from the referee, as the Wizard by Black Sabbath kicked up. Looking down at his beaten opponent, and then out at the audience, Kalevala couldn't help but smile. However, his pseudo-celebration was short lived, as he realized he had another match to prepare for. He quickly exited the ring, ignoring the fanfare, making his way to the back. Tommy tries his best to recover, obviously upset with the loss. He makes his way up the entrance ramp, stopping as the ski masked person appears. The unknown figure helps The Hotshot backstage as the crew prepares for the rest of the evening's event. |
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