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Post by Keith Landry on Dec 13, 2008 14:23:38 GMT -5
HANDI CAP MATCH LOGAN FLAY VS CUBANS # 1 & 2
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Post by Keith Landry on Dec 13, 2008 15:11:49 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]WELCOMING LOGAN FLAY![/glow] Music blares and Keith Landry comes to the ramp with a Mic. He is smirking and as the crowd boos him. His music stops and he lifts the Mic.
Keith LANDRY Well it appears we have a new name appearing here with us. One Logan Flay. You have a very interesting past from what i can see. Now Logan this is OSW and we only want the best here. So i am going to make you a proposition.
Keith SMIRKS AS HE CARRIES ON TALKING.
KEITH LANDRY I have decided to put you in a Handy cap match this week in your debut to see just how good you really are. Now Logan if you can pass the test and beat both of these Willey ring veteran Cubans i am willing to let you choose any partner of your choice next week and i will give you a title shot at the reigning Tag Team champions who are still all three Cubans. But mister flay remember this ...........you must pin one of the two Cubans or there will be no tag team title shot for you. A count out, a dq win, or any kind of submission is a no! So mister flay with that being said do you want to take on this challenge or do you feel it too big a task?
Keith smirks as he looks around.
Keith Landry Well mister Flay why don't you come out and tell me if your feeling lucky or not?
Keith then waits on the ramp to see if Logan Flay will have any comments.
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Post by loganflay on Dec 16, 2008 7:49:54 GMT -5
The lights in the arena go out. A cold shill fills the air. A light fog begins to fill the arena. The video screens switch from the ring to outside the arena.
The camera begins to move away from the arena, passing cars peopole, and animals on its way to some remote location in town. If you look now, theres the city park and right across from it, a gated off area.
As the camera gets ever so closer, it apperas to be a cemetary. Ever so closer it looms, into the fields of death. Upon entrance, the cold chill air in the arena gets even cloder, and the fog becomes heavier.
The camera keeps moving until finally comin to a stop at an open grave. Deep inside is an emptiness, a dark void waiting to be filled. After a few moments, the camera pans upwards, and written on a tombstone are the words:
CUBANS 2 souls on borrowed time
As the camera pans away, a figure in the shadows steps foreward.
Logan is holding a Shovel, and wearing a hockey mask. Looking deep into the camera, he lifts up his free hand, takes his hand, makes a fist and sticks his thumb out. His other hand moves the shovel back. He then takes his thumb and makes a cutting action against his throat, and as soon as he finishes, the shovel comes smack down onto the camera's lens, breaking the camera.
The only thing that can be heard after that, is a sadistic laughter.
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