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 Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2025 1:44 pm
10th March 2025 - 23rd March 2025
One Day Auto-Hit or Auto-Recover
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and falls count anywhere!
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2025 2:08 pm
The lights in the arena dim down as Ain't About the Money hits the PA.
Ahhhh, ahhhh
Ahhhh, ahhhh
blue and white lights begin to flash while a thin layer of smoke comes across the stage and down the ramp. Flames spring up along the set and the crowd begins to cheer
If you know like I know say
Ain't about the money, it's about the power (say)
Ain't about the money, it's about the power (you know like I know say)
Ain't about the money, it's about the power (say)
Ain't about the money, it's about the power
Finally the former World champion steps out into view and the cheers grow louder. There's a slight change in his attire. Instead of his usual vest, he's wearing a t-shirt with a dragon across it and the words Drakonian Empire across the top of it. Drako Damone looks out over the arena for several moments before starting to make his way down the ramp
Think about it, think about it
Ain't no need to think about it
Get that Money, keep that power
No they not the same thing
Money can be anybody
This somebody, that nobody
When it comes to power
Circle, super small and maintain
Money make em' do it cause of what you give to em'
Power make em' do it cause you told them to do it
Money make you fly, power never die, don't know why
Money can be lost, power never need an alibi
Blood thicker than the champagne
Power in my pride, power in my last name
"..from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 225 pounds, Drako Damone!!"
Drako stops at the end of the ramp and look around the arena for a few more moments before he turns and walks up the stairs and into the ring, moving to the center to stretch out right into his old pose. Pyro shoots off behind him, a nice flash to the past for him and he straightens up again
When I'm in your presence you can feel the power
Even if this company was built from powder
Girls, kissin, on the couch, women, in the, shower
Surround, myself with kings, you can keep the cowards
Everytime I reminisce, I'm reppin' different bitches
Blood is thicker than water but BS is the thickest
Let the chain round my neck tell my life story
Born into the money but would die for glory
Get ready for the takeover, that face, lip and makeover
That case, that I break open, that great fifth like Beethoven
If you, wanna get it poppin', I can be in the team
Thirty-four, in a, rocket cause Hakeem's the dream
(Get it? They don't get it)
The Soaring Dragon walks to the corner and steps up onto the second turnbuckle, covering his eyes to look out into the crowd of cheering fans.
Oooh, we're makin' moves
You're only doing what my power let you do
You see that money isn't everybody's thing
When it comes to power, can only be one king
Finally, Drako steps down and removes the t-shirt, tossing it out to the crowd as he turns to await the arrival of his old rival
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 3:23 am
With the electricity in the air palpable, everyone watched and waited with baited breath as the commentators slowed down their conversation to the screen.
Drako makes his epic entrance and the music dies down a little, as that anticipation begins to build. This was the second match in a Best of 3 series, to determine which of these two legendary superstars would be retiring.
Currently, Drako was 1-0 up.
Suddenly the lights dropped, as four spotlights took to the stage, illuminating a single spot, with Shadow Moses kicking in.
[Shadow Moses - Bring Me The Horizon]
Can you tell by the look in her eyes?
(We're going nowhere)
We live our lives like we're ready to die!
(We're going nowhere)
Can you tell by the look in her eyes?
(We're going nowhere)
We live our lives like we're ready to die!
(We're going nowhere)
Rising up from under the stage stood the returning Nuke Fusion, dressed in a stunning red/burgundy mixed attire. An almighty roar came from the crowd as the entrance music really kicked in, strobe lighting kicking in at the same time, an ode to a bygone era.
The strobing slowly came away as Fusion stepped forward towards the ramp, raising a hand up to his eyebrows and making a sweeping searching gesture out at the crowd. He beat his chest several times with his fist as they roared back, with Nuke now making his way down the ramp.
"Making his way to the ring.. weighing in at two-hundred and fifty pounds.. Nuke! Fusion!"
I thought I'd buried you,
And covered the tracks,
You'll have to take this with your cold dead hands,
I thought I'd buried you!
(What's dead can never die!)
Severed the feeling,
I slipped through the cracks and you caved in my ceiling,
I thought I'd buried you!
(What's dead can never die!)
...
F***!
The spotlights followed Nuke down the ramp as he picked up in to a jog, sliding in to the bottom rope and running to a turnbuckle. He jumped up in one leap and raised a fist in to the air, to another pop from the crowd.
Nuke continues to do this at each corner, before jumping down and taking off his jacket, giving it to the referee to put away. He beats his chest again, turning to face the stage as his music dies off and he awaits his opponent for the night.
Nuke turns to face Drako and nods as the bell rings. The crowd cheer loudly as these two were set to go toe-to-toe for a second time.
Not only a second time, but potentially Nuke's last-ever match in this business.
Fusion stepped forward, reaching out with his left hand.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 3:29 am
Drako eyes Nuke suspiciously. It's all or nothing for Nuke here tonight, so the Soaring Dragon is hesitant, but ultimately decides to shake the man's hand. That's probably the only civility the fans will get tonight given Nuke's chosen stipulation
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 3:39 am
Nuke bows his head again as Drako accepts the handshake, but this was Nuke's weaker hand.
With Damone's arm in grip, Fusion flies forward for a forearm strike!
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 3:50 am
there goes the civility, as Drako quickly finds himself clocked with a forearm strike. He stumbles back a couple of steps, but if that's the way things are going, he's with it. The Harbinger quickly swings back, throwing a stiff right at Nuke's head
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 3:54 am
The crowd cheered on as Drako fired back with a strike, clocking Nuke on the head, as he took one step back.
Gritting his teeth he then aimed a strong uppercut to Drako, aiming to debilitate him somewhat early on!
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 3:58 am
an uppercut rocks Drako back again, this time knocking him back against the ropes. It's clear what type of night he's in for in this falls count anywhere match
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 4:14 am
This was the night where Nuke had to put it all on the line, and tonight he could be ruthless.. in fact, he had to be ruthless.
Nuke rushed forward, aiming to clothesline Drako over the top rope!
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 4:22 am
Drako goes up and over the top to the floor, managing to land on his feet but stumbling back and ending up leaning against the announcer's table. The early going had been all Nuke so far and he desperately needs to find his way back in this
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 4:25 am
There was a determination to Nuke's face that happened been seen in a long time, as he watched Drako stumble to the outside.
Waiting, biding his time, Nuke would then aim to use the top rope to float over for a plancha!
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 4:46 am
Drako looks up, his vision finally clearing as Nuke launches himself over the top rope. This time, the Soaring Dragon is ready, stepping to the side to let Nuke instead crash to the floor
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2025 2:47 am
Samoa Joe would be proud as Drako side steps the plancha, leaving Nuke nothing but the unforgiving mats on the outside to crash down onto.
He bounced as he hit the ground and turned onto his side, groaning a little at the impact.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2025 6:48 am
Drako got himself a moment, but tonight is likely to be a long night at the office. So it's time to go on offense while he can. Speaking of which, he quickly aims a hard stomp at Nuke's head
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2025 8:15 am
The stomp came down hard and viciously, and Nuke's head moved a little across the mats.
The ref implored both men to return to the ring, but here.. here was Falls Count Anywhere.
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