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 Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2025 1:45 pm
10th March 2025 - 23rd March 2025
One Day Auto-Hit or Auto-Recover
The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2025 3:18 am
A guitar riff cuts out the noise in the arena as the beginning to Black Flame rings out across the arena.
Black Flame - Bury Tomorrow
Here I stand, alone, with hate
Here I stand, too long, too late
All I know, is you will leave us all
Here I stand, alone, to fall
A flurry of fireworks shoot in an arc on either side of the stage, going back and forth several times before simmering down in to a low 'fizz' that keeps going.
Avari Fusion steps out on stage to a loud pop from the crowd. Wearing jeans, boots, and a flourishing blue jacket, The Man of the Hour was ready to steal the show, as he usually does.
The crowd let out a huge cheer for the fan favourite, as he put out his arms in an 'eagle' motion. He stepped to the left of the ramp and beat his chest, hopping over to the right and doing the same.
Oh my Brother, how could you?
Not look into the eyes of your fellow man
Who stood with you, through it all
And feel nothing in your heart but hate
Avari walked out to the edge of the stage, looking over the ramp and at the crowd left and right, who were still buzzing for the spectacle. He nodded his head as the announcer came over the PA.
"Making his way to the ring.. weighing in at 230 pounds.. fighting from London, England and residing in Toronto, Ontario.. Avari! Fusion!"
Another loud pop came for Avari as he breathed in deep and readied himself for another bout here, fresh off his Royal Rumble victory.
Red stain on the blade
All sense of worth has been washed away
Sacrifice was all in vain
Where's the sense of guilt? Where's the shame?
Eventually reaching the ring, Avari slides under the bottom rope and rolls, standing up on his feet. He takes a walk to one of the corners and hops up on to the turnbuckle, raising a fist in the air to another pop from the crowd.
Lost soul in the unmarked grave
We have given a name
Black flame
In death we are all the same
Remain, black flame
He takes the time to go to each turnbuckle and repeat the process, soaking in the crowd as he does so.
Eventually the music dies down as Avari slowly removes his blue jacket, passing it to a stage hand as he readies himself for the match.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2025 3:23 am
With the crowd all ready and pumped for Elimination Chamber, their attention was all taken aback as the lights turned off with an audible 'Doof doof doof' around the arena, a big logo popping up on to the titantron.
A loud voice came over the PA system as a spotlight hit the stage..
"Rooooooooll for initiative!"
Wizards - Gloryhammer
High in the Cairngorm Mountains
An ancient war still burns
A magical missile shoots and fireball explodes
These are the spells of the wizards
Fighting the demon horde
A secret battle for eternity
Walking out from the back came the adventuring party who hadn't been seen in months. All dressed in their adventuring attire, they stood on the ramp and looked out across the crowd, this time to a loud pop and cheer - and a little chuckle from some of the members, too.
The four of them then turned and looked as a member of the backstage crew brought out a gigantic D20 dice! Aeyre took a microphone from the stage hand and addressed the crowd again. "My name is Aeyre, and I am part of the world's best adventuring group.. The Murder Hobos! Right now you will bear witness to the greatest party .. rolling for initiative!"The party each takes turns rolling for initiative, to see who would be competing in this match. Aeyre rolls .. a 16! Gruk rolls .. a 7! Noko rolls .. a 14! Zayliss rolls .. a 13 as well! The stage hand takes the giant D20 back with him, as Aeyre picks up the microphone again. "The dice has spoken! Tonight I will face the former World Heavweight Champion, in a match for the ages! Now.. it's time to fight!"Aeyre drops the microphone and gets ready for the fight, de-robing as they make their way to the ramp, with Noko, Gruk and Zayliss following behind. The titantron logo switched again as their theme continued.  High in the Cairngorm Mountains
An ancient war still burns
A magical missile shoots and fireball explodes
These are the spells of the wizards
Fighting the demon horde
A secret battle for eternity
Wizards!
Ancient and powerful keepers of chaos
Wizards!
Casting their magic over the mountains
Wizards!
Brewing a potion in the dark tower
Wizards!
Guardians of time
Wizards!
Ancient and powerful keepers of chaos
Wizards!
Casting their magic over the mountains
Wizards!
Brewing a potion in the dark tower
Wizards!
Guardians of timeThe four men began working down the ramp, hyping themselves up and preparing for a hell of a match. 
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2025 4:23 am
The four Murder Hobos march down the ramp, their steps purposeful and ominous, as they close in on the ring to answer Avari's challenge.
Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out, plunging the entire stadium into darkness. A hushed silence falls over the crowd as only the dim glow of phone screens lights up the stands.
The eerie silence is broken as the slow, mechanical build of "If Rain Is What You Want" by Slipknot begins to play over the PA system, sending a chill through the audience.
The camera cuts back to Avari, standing still in the center of the ring, staring down the ramp into the unyielding blackness. The tension is palpable.
A low, unsettling sound—like something struggling or shifting—echoes through the arena, barely audible over the music. Avari’s eyes narrow as he watches the darkness, sensing the movement within.
The struggling sound grows louder, and then—just as quickly—it stops. The music cuts abruptly, and with it, the lights surrounding the stadium go dark once again.
An intense silence falls, and for a moment, the crowd is on the edge of their seats, unsure of what’s about to happen next.
Then, in a blinding flash of light, the arena’s lights return to full power. In an instant, the scene has shifted— all four Murder Hobos are sprawled out on the ground, motionless. Standing tall above them, with a menacing presence that sends a wave of shock through the crowd, is the towering figure of Omen.
The camera zooms in on Omen's face— catching the cold and emotionless stare in his bloodshot eyes. The Freak has arrived.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2025 4:48 am
Avari stared wide-eyed as The Freak stood over four men at once.
The crowd were jeering what had happened, but their demeanor suddenly changed as Avari dropped to the canvas and rolled under the bottom rope.
He stood at the bottom of the ramp, staring off against his nemesis, ready to take the fight to him if he came forward.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2025 5:28 am
The camera would continue to pan between both men who would begin to stare daggers through one another.
Omen, despite the beatdown of the men beneath him, did not want this fight. Not yet.
Instead of rolling down the ramp and getting into another huge fight with his rival, would turn around and begin to walk away after decimating all of the Murder Hobos.
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2025 4:42 am
Avari watched as Omen turned to walk away, but he didn't follow at that point. Instead, he called for a stage hand to grab his a microphone.
After a moment of waiting, he shouted deeply into it.
"Omen!"
Knowing that he would definitely catch his attention, he waited for Omen to turn around.
"For too long have I seen you cause destruction in this company, whilst I was sidelined thanks to you.
I watched and waited for my moment, bided my time, and at WrestleMania I finally get my hands on you again.
I have worked so damn hard to come back to fitness, so that I could entertain these folk here.
I made my return at the Royal Rumble to then go on and win the entire thing, to further cement my legacy here in this beautiful business, amongst these beautiful people.
But you just can't let anyone be happy around here, can you?"
Avari pointed to the four men laying on the ramp, as medics and staff were now rushing to get to them and check that they were okay.
"You can't let these four amazing wrestlers have their moment in the spotlight, the same as you couldn't resist doing everything in your power to injure me at the first opportunity.
Don't die on me.
Those were the words you told me in our first-ever match, and by God they stuck with me. They didn't just become a mantra for my own rise to stardom in this company, but I am truly the only person to understand what those words meant from you.
Don't.
Die.
On.
Me.
You made it sound like compassion, when in reality it was a warning. You knew you had to injure me to take me out, but you just didn't want me to die."
Avari gritted his teeth as the words came out, a hint of venom in them.
"Well guess what, Omen? I'm still alive.
At WrestleMania, you and me.
The World Heavyweight Championship.
What do you say?"
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