Jakob Alexander
Junior division
When I step up in this mother fucker, I bring the fire.
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Post by Jakob Alexander on Feb 5, 2012 23:48:14 GMT -5
The festivities for Dawn of Destruction have just gotten under way and most of the people in attendance have settled into their seats. Big Al, Colin, and Matt Oliviera have taken their seats and are discussing tonight's events. There is a loud "pop" and the lights shut off. The crowd's dull roar is reduced to almost nothing as the titantron lights up.
Al Mulligan: What the hell is going on already? This is a pay per view show. Why is the wiring screwing up?
Colin "The Fuzz" Jennings: It could be anything Al, calm yourself a little bit. The backstage staff should have it remedied shortly.
The titantron shuts down and the lights begin to flicker and flash green and blue. The lights come back on and douse the arena in red.
The crowd begins to cheer as "The Pitbull" Jakob Alexander pushes through the curtains and out to middle stage. He smirks and nods his head, bantering with the fans nearby. He hits his chest a few times with his forearm and begins to walk down the ramp.
Colin Jennings: Well, Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Jakob Alexander. He's had two matches so far in GHW and in both, He has fallen short of victory. His recent one, against Tripp and Desperado, was an outstanding showing by all three men and tonight, Jakob tries to break into the win column.
Al Mulligan: It will be hard though. Jakob has to go up against Gage Stryker, Josh Craven, and Ryan Smith. He will have his work cut out for him here.
By then, Jakob had made his way into the ring and has mounted a turnbuckle. He looks around the arena, smirking before raising a fist into the air and hopping down off the turnbuckle.
Charlie Coors: Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to GHW's presents, Dawn of Destruction. This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing for Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He weighed in tonight at One hundred and Ninety five pounds. He is The Pitbull, Jakob Alexander!
Jakob begins to bounce on his feet, trying to loosen his aching body out for this match. He crouches near the turnbuckle, waiting for his adversaries.
TBC: Good Luck Guys!
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Post by thedifference on Feb 6, 2012 6:05:49 GMT -5
As Jakob "The Pitbull" Alexander crouches near the turnbuckle furthest away from the entrance ramp, you can begin to feel the crowd excitement for this GHW Pay per view to get underway. Suddenly a loud, "Hey!" is heard over the speakers across the arena. Almost instantly the capacity crowd floods the arena with boos and cheers of disliking. An extremely cheesy guitar riff begins pounding the eardrums of the audience, almost as cheesy as the man who has now stepped out from behind the stage curtain.
What makes a man, is it the power in his hands? Is it his quest for glory? Give it all you've got, to fight to the top. So we can know your story!
Introducing next, the Latter Day Saint - Superstar, RyMan!
As just announced, RyMan throws his right scrawny arm as high as it can go, sporting a big old thumbs up to the crowd. Not being phased by the boos, The Mormon Fighty fighty person begins jogging down the entrance ramp, cape flowing behind him. He reaches the outside ring area before quickly stopping and retying his trusty, flimsy as all hell, mask that protects his "secret identity". He then whips his cape behind him and leaps up the three steel ring steps to the ring apron, holding himself up by gripping the top rope quite tightly.
Now you're a man, a man, man, man! Now you're a man, a manly, manly man! A man, man, man! You are now a man, you're a man! Now you're a man!
The Latter Day Saint - Superhero swiftly leaps onto the second rope of the turnbuckle before climbing up to the top. He places his right hand above his right eyebrow, almost saluting the crowd as he scans through it much like a superhero watches over his city. The corners of RyMan's mouth now begin to curl up into a big stupid grin as he hops down off of the top turnbuckle. Hopping over a few steps, he now stands in the middle of the squared circle crossing his arms as he waits for the next man to enter the ring.
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Post by Josh Craven on Feb 6, 2012 10:44:31 GMT -5
Suddenly the lights throughout the arena go out engulfing the arena in darkness. Soon a beat starts up over the P.A. and hundreds of cameras flash as the die hard GHW fans use the lights to see and possibly, once later reviewed, turn out to be a great memory and photo. As the beat picks up a silhouette steps out onto the entrance ramp. Soon the fans recognize the song as, Be Like That by Three Doors down. A single spotlight appears on the stage throwing the man into light. Josh Craven stands, looking out at the ring with intensity, his short hair slightly spiked, while wearing black wrestling pants and boots. He continues going over his plan for the match, knowing he was in for a great opportunity here tonight, by starting the show and hopefully show case the talent he poses against a veteran.
He spends his nights in California, He spent his whole life being to young, Watching the stars on the big screen, To live the life that's in his dreams, Then he lies awake and he wonders, At night he lies awake and he wonders, Why can’t that be me Cause in his life he is filled With all these good intentions He’s left a lot of things He’d rather not mention right now But just before he says goodnight, He looks up with a little smile at me, And he says, If I could be like that, I would give anything Just to live one day, in those shoes If I could be like that, what would I do, What would I do
"Introducing first! He is from Edmonton, Alberta! And weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds! He is JOSH CRAVEN!
Few in the crowd let out some cheers, but for the most part not much emotion was shown from the rest. The rookie doesn't waste much time and starts down the entrance ramp towards the ring. He walks past the fans paying them little mind and focusing on his match to come. Reaching the ring he slides under the bottom rope, before popping up to his feet. Josh walks across the ring, keeping his eyes on both Jakob Alexander and RyMan, who were sure to be getting anxious in their wait, over to the right turnbuckle and steps up onto the second rope throwing a fist in the air. The crowd again, make little to no noise. Josh jumps down and turns his attention to the entrance ramp awaiting his opponent.
"Well folks our dark match up tonight should be a great one. We have the youngster Josh Craven going up against Gage Stryker, Jakob Alexander and Rymanl!"
No doubt this will be a good one and this will easily be a great test for all these young guys hers tonight and I can't wait to see who comes out on top!
TBC
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Post by The B&stery on Feb 6, 2012 20:39:46 GMT -5
Will edit.
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Post by thedifference on Feb 8, 2012 12:25:31 GMT -5
After Gage Stryker makes his glorious entrance to the ring, the referee paces his head between the four competitors, nodding. He then turns his attention to the official bell ringer and waves his hand back in forth in the air with one finger extended, signaling for the bell to be rung and for the official start of this GHW Pay Per View event. The ringer does what he is prompted to do as he taps the ring bell swiftly three times. RyMan squats down before pushing off the ground, taking a huge leap into the air, just to land back down in the same spot. He then kicks one foot down into the ground before snapping his arms up to his side, both at ninety degree angles. Now flexing his “muscles” and expressing quite the amount of arrogance, the three other superstars direct their attention to the Latter Day Saint – Superhero.
Uh oh, looks like the Mormon Superhero is about to get what, it seems, every man backstage wants to give him.
A good ol' beat down, Colin. A good ol' beat down.
RyMan slowly puts his arms in front of his face, signaling be meant no offense and that the three GHW stars should go attack someone else. They just seem to blow off the beg for pity as all three men now begin walking towards the Mormon Superhero. He drops to his knees and rolls out of the crowded ring like no one's business. He then walks over to the commentators both where Big Al and Colin “The Fuzz” are currently sitting.
What's, what's this about, Ryan?
RyMan's expression turns to a stern stare as he pulls out an extra commentators headset from the side of the table.
Who's this Ryan you speak of? I've never met a man named Ryan, or Steve for that matter.
Sure, why aren't you in the ring? You are scheduled to wrestle in this fatal four way match...
I just figured my powers were needed here for at least a little while.
Big Al just stares in quite the disapproving manner at the Latter Day Saint = Superhero as he can't believe what's going on right next to him. Meanwhile, in the ring where all the action should be taking place, five fingers of solid fist have met Gage Stryker's mouth gift wrapped and given by none other than “The Pitbull” Jakob Alexander. Gage drops a heap of bricks being thrown off a four story building as his attention was still directed at the Mormon Superhero who had been making a huge scene outside the ring. Josh Craven, now noticing he has the perfect moment to strike as The Pitbull is shaking out his hand after delivering the swift punch to the kisser of Stryker, wraps his arm around Jakob's neck before flipping him over via a brilliantly executed snapmare takedown. Craven now locks both arms around the neck of Alexander, pulling his head and body back into his bent knee as he kneels on one leg. The Pitbull is having none of this as he flails his arms around before he is able to place both of them around the back of Craven's neck. Now pulling forward, he flips Josh over his own body and back first to the mat before him.
Oh golly guys, did you see that reversal by The Pitbull? And that solid punch to the jaw on Stryker? Gosh, this match is already going super dooper!
Both commentators just stare in disgust as their jobs are being taken over by one annoying superhero want to be. As RyMan is dropping his words of wisdom, back in the ring Gage has gotten back to his vertical base for only a moment as he then jumps up and forward before kicking out both feet into the back of Jakob Alexander's head. After the stiff dropkick, Stryker now seems to be on the attack as he gets back to his feet.
Holy hotdogs! What could possibly happen next?!
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Post by Josh Craven on Feb 13, 2012 17:54:58 GMT -5
(OOC: Guess I will post something up seen as no one else wants to. Should have it up in 24 hrs hopefully later tonight or earlier tomorrow.
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Post by thedifference on Feb 17, 2012 0:05:14 GMT -5
So.. are you gonna post.. or not?
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