Post by maximum on Jul 19, 2009 0:23:20 GMT -5
SHAWN DREAMER CONTRACT
CHASE BLACK CONTRACT
GHW NPC'S
EVENT: RED, WHITE AND BRUISED 2009
TIME: 8:03pm
ARENA: ACER ARENA, SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA
Whew, my neck hurts now from staring so long at that butcher tron. What a match; Cain, Black and that new Ziggler fella really took it to each other. Boy! I always love bar room brawls. So much excessive use of the pool stick, it can literally send a shiver down your spine.
And guess what Al, we still have tonight's block buster main event; G.H.W's Goth from Milan will take on the demonic Gnarfflinger in an Ultraviolent Deathmatch! Forget you pool sticks, you're in to see some gore! I wonder what we'll have in store for tonight but oh well, find out later!
Let's not look too distantly in the future Fuzz, 'cause up next we have the debut of the hell raising, mask wearing vigilante known as Chase Black! This mask wearing freak will be taking on the fury from Jacksonville, the undefeated; Shawn Dreamer! Will we see one more victim fall prey to the devastating Sweet, Chin Music?
Now who's promotive huh? Anyway, let's check out the video package "Fred" has created for us, you're a legend Fred!
The masked, demonic figure of The Silent Killswitch fades in from the previous Red, White and Bruised logo, a shy light to some extent beaming radiantly off of the parchment fashioned veneer. A slow motion shot of the swaying structure begins to vaguely dissolve into the hazel dark eyes of the willing Shawn Dreamer. His fists clenched tightly in a confident manner, the heavyweight begins to eerily tremor as snapshots of the carnage left by Black flash in and out of the screen. A running pipe organ, setting the atmosphere for the arena, echoes horrificly amongst the audience.
As the final snapshot softens into the air, the gruesome sight of the titan's head, fastened to a pike lunges at the display, the crowd beginning their commotion. The over sized monitor fades back to the Red, White and Bruised logo as the final note of the pipe organ comes to a gradual conclusion.
Am I the only one with the feeling that Black tampered with the controls again?
He ruined Fred's promo damnit!
A drum roll, different from the traditional type begins to sound from the P.A system. The radiance of the arena lights begin to dim and beam at a rapid rate, the red and brown luminosity uncontrollably piercing into the spectators view. A much more vivid spotlight circles a dark figure as the fans come alight, the bright highlight glimmering into the far back corner of the jam packed building. The camera furiously sways in search of the disguised Black. The loud roar of Halo by SOiL resonates throughout the arena. The shooting follows the gaudiness of the gleam to locate the outline of Chase. The golden like color of the climax counteracts the white of Black's mask, the fans on their feet for the debuting superstar. From the rafters, The Silent Killswitch hops from the first guard rail to come to the observation deck, the fans chanting him as he walks across the platform towards the staircase.
As he reaches the top of the flight of steps, he strikes what seemingly is his signature pose, crossing both his arms in an "X" formation, palms wide open. Chase swipes both arms back to his sides as he paces down the set of steps in a swift, flowing motion. He holds his hand out, giving the fortunate enthusiasts the opportunity to make contact with the fresh athlete.
Aw come on, flashy much? What a damn showoff!
He's certainly got the crowd on their feet, I admire that, but what will Shawn Dreamer have in store for him?
The shirtless radical reaches the conclusion of the lengthy plane. He lifts his leg over the guard rail and follows with his other, inner thigh to sit precariously on what should be the crowd's barrier. The trouser adorned combatant paces towards the unforgiving steel steps, the aluminum bouncing off of his persona. His presence seems to raise the arena to an ecstatic level, a charismatic figure whilst still being the dark, gloomy character he is.
Upon reaching the apron, the individual raises his head up and down fluidly, as if roaring towards the heavens above. He strides towards the South Western turnbuckle to ascend it's precarious heights. The black and white striped official draws near to get a more distinct view of his fellow employee. Black rolls off of the top pad, making certain to set down on his heels as he lands on the white canvas.
The following matchup, will be regulated under Falls Count Anywhere Rules where the standard bout rules apply but pinfall or submission may occur anywhere. Introducing first the challenger, making his official G.H.W debut this evening of the 19th of July 2009! Standing diffidently at five feet, eleven inches! Officially weighing in tonight at a total of one hundred and ninety five pounds, eighty eight point six four kilograms! He hails from The Treacherous Pits Of Mount Elbert, he is; The Silent Killswitch; Chase Black!
The fans applaud the classically murky role, his emotionless mask showing no affect of any of his surroundings. He adjusts his tights accordingly, aligning his baggy sides with his broad shoulders. He flicks his long, streaked hair backwards to furthermore reveal the appalling patterns engraved into his headgear.
LEGEND
LINKS - RESOURCES USED
GRAY - GENERAL
BEIGE - "BIG" AL MULLIGAN
TEAL - COLLIN "THE FUZZ" JENNINGS
BABY BLUE - CHARLIE COORS
OOC: It is the 19th in Australia so where ever you are, don't piss yourselves.
CHASE BLACK CONTRACT
GHW NPC'S
EVENT: RED, WHITE AND BRUISED 2009
TIME: 8:03pm
ARENA: ACER ARENA, SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA
Whew, my neck hurts now from staring so long at that butcher tron. What a match; Cain, Black and that new Ziggler fella really took it to each other. Boy! I always love bar room brawls. So much excessive use of the pool stick, it can literally send a shiver down your spine.
And guess what Al, we still have tonight's block buster main event; G.H.W's Goth from Milan will take on the demonic Gnarfflinger in an Ultraviolent Deathmatch! Forget you pool sticks, you're in to see some gore! I wonder what we'll have in store for tonight but oh well, find out later!
Let's not look too distantly in the future Fuzz, 'cause up next we have the debut of the hell raising, mask wearing vigilante known as Chase Black! This mask wearing freak will be taking on the fury from Jacksonville, the undefeated; Shawn Dreamer! Will we see one more victim fall prey to the devastating Sweet, Chin Music?
Now who's promotive huh? Anyway, let's check out the video package "Fred" has created for us, you're a legend Fred!
The masked, demonic figure of The Silent Killswitch fades in from the previous Red, White and Bruised logo, a shy light to some extent beaming radiantly off of the parchment fashioned veneer. A slow motion shot of the swaying structure begins to vaguely dissolve into the hazel dark eyes of the willing Shawn Dreamer. His fists clenched tightly in a confident manner, the heavyweight begins to eerily tremor as snapshots of the carnage left by Black flash in and out of the screen. A running pipe organ, setting the atmosphere for the arena, echoes horrificly amongst the audience.
As the final snapshot softens into the air, the gruesome sight of the titan's head, fastened to a pike lunges at the display, the crowd beginning their commotion. The over sized monitor fades back to the Red, White and Bruised logo as the final note of the pipe organ comes to a gradual conclusion.
Am I the only one with the feeling that Black tampered with the controls again?
He ruined Fred's promo damnit!
A drum roll, different from the traditional type begins to sound from the P.A system. The radiance of the arena lights begin to dim and beam at a rapid rate, the red and brown luminosity uncontrollably piercing into the spectators view. A much more vivid spotlight circles a dark figure as the fans come alight, the bright highlight glimmering into the far back corner of the jam packed building. The camera furiously sways in search of the disguised Black. The loud roar of Halo by SOiL resonates throughout the arena. The shooting follows the gaudiness of the gleam to locate the outline of Chase. The golden like color of the climax counteracts the white of Black's mask, the fans on their feet for the debuting superstar. From the rafters, The Silent Killswitch hops from the first guard rail to come to the observation deck, the fans chanting him as he walks across the platform towards the staircase.
As he reaches the top of the flight of steps, he strikes what seemingly is his signature pose, crossing both his arms in an "X" formation, palms wide open. Chase swipes both arms back to his sides as he paces down the set of steps in a swift, flowing motion. He holds his hand out, giving the fortunate enthusiasts the opportunity to make contact with the fresh athlete.
Aw come on, flashy much? What a damn showoff!
He's certainly got the crowd on their feet, I admire that, but what will Shawn Dreamer have in store for him?
The shirtless radical reaches the conclusion of the lengthy plane. He lifts his leg over the guard rail and follows with his other, inner thigh to sit precariously on what should be the crowd's barrier. The trouser adorned combatant paces towards the unforgiving steel steps, the aluminum bouncing off of his persona. His presence seems to raise the arena to an ecstatic level, a charismatic figure whilst still being the dark, gloomy character he is.
Upon reaching the apron, the individual raises his head up and down fluidly, as if roaring towards the heavens above. He strides towards the South Western turnbuckle to ascend it's precarious heights. The black and white striped official draws near to get a more distinct view of his fellow employee. Black rolls off of the top pad, making certain to set down on his heels as he lands on the white canvas.
The following matchup, will be regulated under Falls Count Anywhere Rules where the standard bout rules apply but pinfall or submission may occur anywhere. Introducing first the challenger, making his official G.H.W debut this evening of the 19th of July 2009! Standing diffidently at five feet, eleven inches! Officially weighing in tonight at a total of one hundred and ninety five pounds, eighty eight point six four kilograms! He hails from The Treacherous Pits Of Mount Elbert, he is; The Silent Killswitch; Chase Black!
The fans applaud the classically murky role, his emotionless mask showing no affect of any of his surroundings. He adjusts his tights accordingly, aligning his baggy sides with his broad shoulders. He flicks his long, streaked hair backwards to furthermore reveal the appalling patterns engraved into his headgear.
LEGEND
LINKS - RESOURCES USED
GRAY - GENERAL
BEIGE - "BIG" AL MULLIGAN
TEAL - COLLIN "THE FUZZ" JENNINGS
BABY BLUE - CHARLIE COORS
OOC: It is the 19th in Australia so where ever you are, don't piss yourselves.
