Ciaren Donegan vs. Demolitionist

[Tempest]

LIVE! from the Joe Louis Arena in Detroit, Michigan!

Non-Title Matchup!

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Ciaren Donegan vs. "Demolitionist" Drake Dysfunction

Legion member or not, Ciaren has more than proved himself to be a fighting champion...and this week is no different. It may be a non-title match, but Drake Dysfunction is about to step into the ring with the XWA Champion...is this going to be the chance of a lifetime...or the beating?[/color]

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[Brother Drake]

The feeling of being undeniably sadistic is logical, but greatness is power and what kills you in this business is the lack of this exact thing. That's what "The Demolitionist" must go through tonight; one of the powers here in the XWA. This man is non-other than the World Champ Ciaren Donegan who has indeed evolved in his in-ring competitiveness. He faces the newest acquisition in the Xtreme Wrestling Alliance: Drake Dysfunction.

*The show returns after a quick recap on what happened to MadDog*

Mark Sanction: "Damn. Is that controversial or what?"

J. Pain: "I gotta tell ya that I'm still in shock to what happened to MadDog, Mark, but I got a feeling that, now that Carmen's back, she's willing to do some investigatin'"

Mark Sanction: "It doesn't take a genius to figure out that MadDog COULD NOT have survived that explosion. It's damn near impossible! 'Rest in Peace, MadDog' is all I gotta say."

J. Pain: "Well, we'll get back to talking about MadDog in a few, but right now it's time for some more action in the Xtreme Zone here in XWA. The XWA Champione' goes up against a new guy who recently signed an XWA Contract. It's gonna be Ciaren Donegan vs. Drake Dysfunction!"

Mark Sanction: "And that match is up next!"


Ding Ding Ding


*Keri Thames stands in the ring to make the announcement for the upcoming contest. Some of the fans in the front row as well as the numerous fans in attendance at the Joe Louis Arena start giving semi-loud cheers not only 'cause Keri looks sexy in black, but more insane action is about to take place*

Keri Thames: "Ladies and Gentlemen! The following contest is a non-title bout and it is scheduled for one-fall!!"





*The opening guitar riff plays and the crowds' semi-cheers turn into loud, deafening boos along with fists being thrown in the air, but these fists come along with middle fingers and . This looks like a great ovation for the one and only XWA Champion who happens to be a heel!!! You'd expect this kind of ovation for 'heels', but some of the fans just love how Ciaren works in the ring and the fact that he's undeniably "The Champ". Signs held by these "some fans" are seen held up high in the air. Some signs are clever ones read "Ciaren's back, ya bastards!!!!" and "Ciaren has Don-it-egan". Then there are the haters with their fingers held up high in the air. These signs are reading "Ciaren sux" and "Ciaren is the one and only bastard!!"*

"Hey, kids, rock n' roll
That's how I lost control"

"Hey, kids, go get high
I can't remember why"

*The opening lines to the song Revolution by Aimee Allen are sung and out walks Ciaren Donegan with the World Title resting on his right shoulder. He walks out with the rest of the Legion as he appears to be wearing shades along with a white, open jacket with Ciaren Donegan written on the back of it. He also wears his blue jeans with black wrestling boots on. The fans begin a "Long Live Ciaren" chant as Ciaren looks at the sea of fans cheering for him (mostly his fans) as he smirks at 'em and the leader of the Legion pats him on the shoulder and mouths "You've got this one". Ciaren nods, replying to what this Legion member just said as he walks down the ring with a slow, cocky pace. This former drunk is determined to prove to the world why he's the champion and this testament of proof continues tonight when he faces newcomer Drake Dysfunction in this non-title bout. He sees fans in the front row on his right-side view of the ramp and just ignores him showing them what a true heel he is; only caring about the gold that rests on his shoulder and about doing what he does best: wrestling. He makes it to the end of the ramp.*

"I'd start a Revolution!! (x2)
If I could get up, get up!!"

"I'd start a Revolution!!
If I could get up in the morning!"

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*As he reaches the bottom of the ramp, he turns until he's looking up at the top of the ramp where his teammates stand. He raises his first to his teammates, and after this they walk to the backstage area. Ciaren rolls into the ring and, as his music cuts off, he walks to the middle of the ring and waits for his opponent to arrive*

J. Pain: "Would you look at that! Have you ever seen a better champion, Mark?"

Mark Sanction: "Are you kidding me? Weren't you the first ever champ?"

J. Pain: "Yeah, but excluding me, have you EVER seen a better champion."

Mark Sanction: "Well, we've had some great champions in the past here in the Alliance. He'll only be a great champion if he ditches the Legion!"

J. Pain: "Aw c'mon! The Legion's the reason why he's so great. It's the most dominant stable in XWA History right now!"

Mark Sanction: "They made XWA into hell last week!!"

J. Pain: "Hence why they're the most dominant stable in XWA History right now!"

*As the commentators continue to discuss...*



LISTEN!
IT'S TIME
(Yeah, you know it's time for revolution)
IT'S TIME
(I'll give you proper execution)
IT'S TIME
('Cause you're a broken institution)
IT'S TIME
(And I'm the natural evolution)[/b]

*The lights die down 'till the arena is completely dark. Before this happens. White smoke is seen surrounding the entrance stage as Dysfunction's music begins to play throughout the arena. Red strobe lights go off at the stage as well and then Drake Dysfunction emerges from behind the black curtain and walks out with a Hulkamania kind of swagger walk with his hands to his sides like he's cruisin' to the ring. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp and then spreads his legs apart from each other and shoots his two hands up in the air doing rock-on poses (\m/) on each as a whole bunch of red and green pyrotechnics go off behind him (like Edge's pyrotechnics shooting out in an erupting fashion).*

Mark Sanction: "Looks like this guy's got it made! He's already got his own pyro and a theme music that sends a message to the entire locker room!"

J. Pain: "I've got a feelin' that this guy's a heel...."

* Dysfunction wears a black trench coat to the ring along with black wrestling tights and a black beanie on his head. After the pyrotechnics die down, Dysfunction walks down the ramp with a cocky smile on his face and ignoring the front-row fans holding out their hands to be slapped. This causes some of them to boo him as he stops at the end of the ramp, bends down and gets right-side up again with his arms spread apart from each other like AJ Styles does. As he does this, the camera guy zooms in on him and Drake looks into the camera shouting "IT'S TIME...FOR REVOLUTION"! After this, he walks over to the steel steps and quickly runs up the steps. He walks across the apron and then enters the ring through the middle rope. He then walks towards one of the corners of the ring and climbs up to the middle turnbuckle, raising his arms in the air with rock-on poses as he did previously on the entrance ramp. He jumps back down to the mat and remains in the corner with his back leaning against the turnbuckles. He removes the back beanie from his head and takes off the black trench coat. He drops the beanie in the corner where he stands at now and walks over to the ring ropes, giving Kerri Thames his trench coat.*

*He stares at his opponent tonight for a few seconds until he smirks at him. Before the match begins, he quickly asks Kerri for a mic.*

J. Pain: "What's this now?"

*Drake receives the mic from the Kerri and begins to speak for the first time in an XWA ring. Maybe it's an early promo before his debut match*

Drake Dysfunction: "FINALLY! I have come to the XWA!"

*The fans cheer for the XWA and even do XWA chants*

Dysfunction: "Ya know, I've always wanted to become a professional wrestler and wanted to prove that I have what it takes, that I'm worthy enough to compete with the best. Well, as you can see in this ring right now, XWA's hot momma Carmen listened and put me in a match with the XWA Champion!"

*Some Ciaren haters give boos to the champ as soon as Dysfunction utters "Champion". Ciaren then steps up to Drake and snatches the mic away from him*

Ciaren: "Look man, I know it's your first time here inside an XWA ring or possibly ANY wrestling ring, but me being champion means that I'm the best wrestler here. However, me being champion here in the XTREME Wrestling Alliance means that I'm the best 'xtreme' wrestler here! Now, on the bright side, you get to see first-hand how a great champion fights in the ring. Bad news is that I'm going to have to kick your ass. Sorry, kid.

*Dysfunction seems to have an understanding of this as he gently nods his head. Ciaren removes his jacket and shades and tosses them to the side. He then hands his championship to official Kirk Samson and then Kirk hands the title to the beautiful Kerri Thames who's on the outside.*

Dysfunction wastes no time and tries to go after Ciaren, but Ciaren counters a clothesline that Dysfunction was looking for. Dysfunction turns around to deal with Ciaren only to get hit with a Running forearm strike with authority. Dysfunction's back hits hard on the mat because of the force of that forearm from the XWA Champ. Ciaren has the upper hand in this match-up as he grabs Dysfunction by the head and brings him to his feet. Ciaren follows up with an impacting Sidewalk Slam as he just plants Dysfunction back-first on the mat. Ciaren turns this into a pin as he reaches over and hooks Dysfunction's left leg. Kirk Samson drops to the mat and counts 1... counts 2..... and a kickout at 2!! Ciaren thought it was it. An "Ohhh!!" is heard from the crowd here in the Motor City as the rookie still has life left. Could Ciaren really be right about what he said? Ciaren gets up and starts stomping a mudhole in Dysfunction's chest. Dysfunction has nothing to do but take the beating that's being given to him. Ciaren stop after 7 stomps to the chest. He reaches down and grabs Dysfunction by the head again looking to get him up to his feet again. Dysfunction takes this open opportunity he has now and right-hand punches Ciaren in the jaw. This causes Ciaren to favor his jaw as he holds it with his left hand. Dysfunction turns Ciaren around and grabs him from behind. Dysfunction then connects with a sick X-Plex that almost nearly breaks Ciaren's neck. This is an automatic German Suplex pin as Referee Kirk Samson drops down to the mat again and does the 3-count. Here's 1..... here's 2.... and a kickout at 2 by the World Champion. It's going to have to take a little more than an XPlex to keep this man down. Ciaren rolls over on his belly, favoring the back of his neck with his left hand. He crawls over to the ring ropes and hinges his right arm around the middle rope and pulls himself to his feet. Dysfunction's waiting for him to get up and turn to his direction to do something else. Ciaren does what Dysfunction wants him to do as Ciaren faces Dysfunction's direction and Dysfunction hits a huge clothesline that causes the Champ to do a back flip over the top rope and land on the outside with a THUD. Dysfunction exits the ring to pursue Ciaren and Ciaren crawls over to the announcers table trying to get himself up using it for support. He turns to see Dysfunction coming after him and then forearms him in the midsection when he gets near. Dysfunction covers his midsection with both of his arms and then Ciaren quickly gets up and hits Dysfunction with a knee to the gut. Ciaren grabs Dysfunction by the back of the head and slams him face-first onto the announcers table. Ciaren takes him by the back of the head again and Irish Whips him into the steel steps that is across from the announcers table. Dysfunction gets rammed shoulder-first into the steel steps, and the impact causes the steps to get out of place. Dysfunction's leaned against the bottom part of the steel steps. Ciaren sees this as an opportunity to cause more damage. To remind the world why he's the World Champion. He first hops in place for 2 seconds until he finally charges at Dysfunction and then does a type of punt kick, ramming the tip of his boot into Dysfunction's chest. Dysfunction screams 'cause he's in pain. Ciaren strangely enjoys the scream 'cause he sorta sees the way he can bring pain to others. He grabs Dysfunction by the head and stands him up, locking him in a front facelock. The both wobble over to the very front of the announcers table and then Ciaren spikes Dysfunction on the edge of the announcer's table with a powerful Spike DDT! [/b]

J. Pain: "Holy crap!!! Did you see that?! That is why Ciaren's the champ, baby!!!

Mark Sanction: "You could just hear the impact from that horrendous Spike DDT given by Ciaren Donegan to newcomer Drake Dysfunction! I kinda feel bad for this rookie right about now."

J. Pain: "I don't! Long live Ciaren!!!"

Dysfunction's probably out of it right about now! Seeing as this match-up is still in its early stages, Ciaren could easily make this into a squash match in his favor. He takes Dysfunction by the head by wrapping his left arm around it (another facelock) and then wobbling him over to the ring. The referee is yelling at them to get back in the ring. Right now he had already given his warnings and then proceeded to do his 10-count and is now at the count of 7. Ciaren takes Dysfunction and slides him into the ring first. Just as Dysfunction gets slid into the ring, the ref stops the count immediately. But how is that so if Ciaren's still on the outside. Shouldn't the count still go on for both wrestlers?[/i][/b]

Mark Sanction: "What the hell is this? Why'd he stop the count right when Ciaren slid Dysfunction into the ring?"

J. Pain: "Um.... this might have something to do with a certain bribe that the Legion was coming up with earlier on backstage *whistles as if nothing's wrong*."

Mark Sanction: "WHAT?! A bribe?! 'Da hell are you talkin' about?!"

J. Pain: "Ok, I saw Kirk Samson backstage with the members of Legion and they had a black briefcase. Jack Sabbath opened it up and... chi-ching!!! He said he'd give him the cash if he gave Ciaren certain immunity in this match."

Mark Sanction: "So... he can't be counted out?!"

J. Pain: "Nope.."

Mark Sanction: "Well, XWA reopened it's doors recently. Glad to see that Kirk hasn't changed!" *Sighs and Face-palms*

Ciaren goes for a quick pin attempt and the referee quickly drops to the mat and counts 1.... counts 2..... and thre-- Dysfunction kicks out at 2½. This match is starting to get intense. Ciaren is frustrated and hooks the leg again! 1......2..... kickout at 2!!! Ciaren gets up and grabs Dysfunction by the head, getting him to his feet in the process. He goes for the Headbutt O' Death, but Dysfunction takes Ciaren by the back of the head and does a Sitout jawbreaker. This causes Ciaren Donegan to stagger backwards into a corner. Dysfunction gets up and charges at Ciaren in the corner. STINGER SPLASH! Ciaren staggers out of the corner almost tumbling over. Dysfunction quickly leaps up and does a 180° spin ultimately landing on top of the top turnbuckle. He then stands tall on the turnbuckle with great balance and then waits 'til Ciaren turns around. Ciaren turns and the Dysfunction leaps off of the turnbuckle and does a Frog splash into a diving crossbody to Ciaren. Rather than going for a crossbody pin, Dysfunction gets up and reaches down to grab Ciaren by the head to get him up. Dysfunction then hits a devastating Down To Hell (RKO) as Ciaren gets spiked onto the mat. Dysfunction turns Ciaren over and hooks the leg!!! Kirk Samson counts it!!! 1....2....3!!![/left][/i][/b][/color]

Ding Ding Ding!!!

Kerri Runnels: The winner of this match!!! DRAKE DYSFUNTION!!!!

[Angelus]

Sanction: Opening the show tonight… We have Drake Dysfunction taking on the XWA’s World Champion… Ciaren Donegan!

Pain: What an opportunity for the new comer. Although it seems like shots at the champ are coming easier these days…

The lights die down 'till the arena is completely dark. White smoke surrounds the entrance stage as Dysfunction's music begins to play throughout the arena. "IT'S TIME!" Red strobe lights go off at the stage as well and then Drake Dysfunction emerges from behind the black curtain and walks out with a Hulkamania kind of swagger walk with his hands to his sides like he's cruisin' to the ring. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp and then spreads his legs apart from each other and shoots his two hands up in the air doing rock-on poses (\m/) as a whole bunch of red and green pyrotechnics go off behind him. After the pyrotechnics die down, Dysfunction walks down the ramp with a cocky smile on his face and ignoring the front-row fans holding out their hands. He stops at the end of the ramp, ducks down and gets right-side up again with his arms spread apart from each other like AJ Styles does. After this, he walks over to the steel steps and quickly runs up the steps. He walks across the apron and then enters the ring through the middle rope. He walks to one of the corners of the ring and climbs up to the middle turnbuckle, raising his arms in the air with rock-on poses. He jumps back down to the mat and remains in the corner with his back leaning against the turnbuckles.


Sanction: Impressive entrance from Drake, definitely not one to shirk attention!

Pain: Here comes the current XWA Champion though!

-=I’d Start a Revolution begins to play through the arena sound system and an unusually sullen looking Ciaren arrives through the curtain. Without stopping to post at all Ciaren makes his way down to the ring purposefully sliding under the bottom rope and quickly popping up to his feet getting right into the face of Drake=-

Sanction: Ciaren seems… I don’t know… Angry?

Pain: Maybe he is annoyed that he is curtain jerking…?

Sanction: You think…?

Pain: Well, he’s the champ and he’s been booked into a match at the start of the show with a complete unknown, imagine how he feels….

-=As the two men stand toe to toe in the ring fury ranging inside Ciaren’s eyes, heat almost emanating from the gaze directed at Drake, new to the company and the XWA ring he does not realise this look on Ciaren’s face is not something that is always there=-

Pain: Look at Ciaren… He is definitely bothered about something! That is not the face of a happy man!

-=Drake tries his best to return Ciaren’s gaze right back at him=-

Drake: So… you’re what passes as a Champion around here…?

-=Silence from Ciaren=-

Drake: I think I should be getting to the top pretty soon if you are the measuring stick…

-=Yet more silence=-

Drake: Ha… We’ll just hav…

-=Ciaren strikes like a cobra without warning going from complete immobility to striking in a fraction of second his swing hook connecting hard on Drakes jaw, the newcomer unexpecting the blow crumples to the floor lifelessly=-

Sanction: Ciaren is not playing around… Drake looks to be out cold…

Pain: My god… I did not see that coming… Clearly neither did Drake Dysfunction…

Sanction: Ciaren has a habit of attempting the first strike in a match…. Being new here, Drake didn’t know that… I guess Jack Hazard last week may of have a word of warning from his big brother Rose…

-=Ciaren looks down at the fallen body of Drake, the fury still raging in his eyes, Ciaren slowly begins to walk around the body of Drake, the whole arena silent with both surprise and aghast=-

Pain: Could this be the shortest match in XWA history…?

Sanction:Well… IF Ciaren is able to pin him, maybe…

-=Ciaren continues to stalk around the still form of Drake his eyes locked onto the face of his opponent. Finally he stops and looks around at the arena turning in a slow circle, turning a full circle Ciaren looks back down at Drake=-

Pain: I’ve never seen Ciaren like this… His eyes look crazed… but he’s still calm on the surface, I don’t think this bodes well for Drake…

-=Finally Ciaren falls down on top of Drake and Tickles moves in to make the count, rather than pinning Drake he climbs on in a full mount. He slowly looks around the arena before he grabs Drake by his hair and yanks his head roughly from the canvass. Ciaren rains down one solid right into Drake’s unmoving face. The silent arena goes even quieter=-

Ciaren: Curtain jerker…?

-=Ciaren strikes another blow=-

Ciaren: Against another no-one…?

-=Another punch, this time Tickles moves closer a look of concern on his face=-

Sanction: What are we watching here…?

Ciaren: I’ve got the belt… and everyone else on the card is higher up it than me…?

-=Ciaren adjusts his grip on Drakes hair before raining down another punch=-

Ciaren: Well fuck that…






-=With the look on his face growing increasingly grim, Tickles moves forwards and attempts to speak to Ciaren, but is interrupted buy Ciaren screaming loudly and delivery another thunderous blow=-

Ciaren: JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!

-=With that Ciaren leaps to his feet almost knocking over Tommy T over, Ciaren stands and looks around the arena before bellowing again=-

Ciaren: JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!

Sanction: Ciaren is screaming for Jack Sabbath... I don't think I've ever seen him this upset.

Pain: Ciaren, isn't really one to get worked up...

-=Ciaren marches over to the ring and screams at the attendant for a microphone, snatching it away from lady he turns to face the ring ramp entrance=-

Ciaren: JACK SABBATH. Show your face. Now.

-=The crowd begin to boo loudly at the mere mention of his name, Ciaren lets a grime sneer/smirk fall over his face at the crowd reaction=-

Sanction: Do you think Sabbath is going to show...?

Pain: Well he's in the building...

-=After a few moments, Jack appears at the top of the ramp microphone in hand but silent, the two men stare at each other eye to eye, Jack's face a mix of confusion and interest where's Ciaren's is lacking in ambivalence, only one emotion is shown on his face and that is pure anger. Jack waits for Ciaren to speak and after a couple of moments prompts Ciaren=-

Jack: Yes... you called for me I believe...?

-=Ciaren pauses for a second before he replies=-

Ciaren: You promised me Jack. You promised me three times.

-=Jack looks down at the floor before looking back up to face Ciaren=-

Jack: What exactly did I promise you Ciaren...? What did I promise you?

-=It's Ciaren's turn to glance away before replying=-

Ciaren: You know what you promised me Jack...

Jack: Are we really going to do this here?! In front of everyone, Legion business should be between the Legion.

-=Ciaren lets out a small disgruntled laugh=-

Ciaren: Why not? I really don't care anymore... You've not even come to find me since you've come back.

-=It's Jack's turn to laugh=-

Jack: Find you...?! Do you forget who the boss is? Find you...very funny. You didn't even come looking for me when I was kidnapped. You didn't even try to lead our group while I was gone. You made no attempt to further our cause!!

-=Ciaren steps back from the ropes and shakes his head=-

Ciaren: Our cause...? Jack, what I do people best if hurt people, I'm good in a scrap, so I scrap for a living, I've never really been into that subliminal mind game bollocks and you know it, I joined with you because you were stirring up a bit pile of shit and I thought I could get a few scraps out of it...

Jack: And have I not delivered that!?

Ciaren: No, you've put me in handicap matches in my favour, your little pet made sure to cost me in that one.

Jack: Eddie was trying to help!!

Ciaren: By almost putting me through the ring?! Great feckin' help that way.

Jack: If I am being honest Ciaren, we've noticed that you've been a bit off for a while. That's why we've kept a few of the tings to ourselves. You are a hammer. Hammer smash, that's what they do. They stuff we have planning doesn't require a hammer so they haven't included you... and to be honest I would worry less about me... and more about that man standing behind you...

Ciaren: Huh...?

Sanction: Drake is back up on his feet... staggering slightly but standing!!

-=Ciaren turns with a look of confusion on his face, he hit Drake hard... really hard. Then he pounded his lifeless face. Repeatedly. This man can take a beating and Ciaren is shocked. Drake is stood in the middle of the ring defiance burning in his eyes. Over the initial surprise Ciaren charges Drake looking to finish this quickly, he leaps into the air drawing back his arm and looks to deliver almost a karate style running punch. To everyone amazing and definitely to Ciaren's Drake manages to roll out of the way=-

Sanction: The fact that Drake is able to stand... let alone dodge is impressive!!

-=Not giving Drake a chance to rest Ciaren skids to a halt and charges into him again throwing up his knee and looking to land his "Ya Bastard" attack, again Drake avoids the attempt to knock his teeth from his mouth. Frustrated and the high speed avoidance from the large man Ciaren attempts another tackle this time rather than avoidance Drake has other plans. Leaping to his feet he smashes his forearm into the mouth of Ciaren sending the champ staggering=-

Pain: That had to hurt!

Sanction: Ciaren's own momentum took him straight into that blow!

-=Not giving the Champ any respite Drake grapples with him and sends him flying into the corner with a hard Irish whip, Ciaren thunders into the turnbuckles with his neck snapping back viciously, dazed Ciaren grabs hold of both ropes to steady himself. Positioning himself in the adjacent corner Drake hurls himself across the ring in a spring. Leaping from around the half way mark he takes to the air and smashes into Ciaren with a chest crunching Stinger splash=-

Sanction: Oh the impact!!

-=Drake stumbles out of the corner still dazed from his earlier probable concussion, Ciaren follows him out dazed from the tremendous attack just inflicted upon him. Drake takes this as his chance and backs himself up to the ropes using them to spring off he again leaps into the air and flicking his legs drives the bottom of his boot straight into Ciaren's face crumpling him like sack of potatoes=-

Sanction: Ciaren is down... and possibly out....

Pain: Drake was knocked out at the start of this match... now he has our Champion flat on his back...

-=Drake unlike Ciaren earlier seizes on this opportunity and drops down for the cover. Tickles himself drops down to count=-

1!!!

2!!!

3.......

-=Agonisingly close for the new comer Ciaren manages to get his should off of the canvas and save the match for himself, he attempts to push Drake off of him but energised by his combo assault Drake attempts to push Ciaren down again for another counter=-

Sanction: He is attempting another cover!!

-=As his hands push down Ciaren grabs both of them and kicks up with both feet flicked Drake over in the air and rolling on top of him, with no hesitation this time around Ciaren leans down placing his forearm across Drakes throat cutting of the air supply with his free hand he twists Drake's head sideways to increase the access to the wind pipe=-

Sanction: Is that even legal?!

Pain: The rules here... are a little more, shall we say... lax?

-=Tickles drops down to make inspect the maneuver but the look in Ciaren's eyes as he glares at him suggests it would be a bad idea to question the moves legality. Drake slows his struggle at the lack of air hits his brain=-

Tickles: Do you give up?!

-=No response, possibly before he no way of opening his mouth or using his tongue=-

Tickles: Do you give...?!

-=The only response is Drakes head turning to the side and going limp, worried for his safely Tickles begins to try to stop Ciaren applying the move=-

Tickles: Ring the bell, it's over, it's over!!

-=I'd Start a Revolution begins to play as Ciaren releases the hold and gets to his feet, amongst the chaos Jack has edged his way to the ring and gestures for Ciaren to come closer=-

Jack: Come here... listen... there is a place for you in The Legion... let's talk it out...

-=Ciaren holds where he is in the ring and stares at Jack for seemingly an eternity before finally nodding and getting out of the ring next to the big man. Side by side the two dominant factions in the Legion leave up the ramp way together=-

[Brother Drake]

Sorry, but I had to post a short match. Congrats to Ciaren if he wins 'cause that's why he's the champ. I had school to deal with, but at least I showed up instead of no-showing. I'll try to at least find more time to show XWA that I can Role Play. BTW, I had no idea about the extension until today when my match was already posted.

[Dan]

Vote: Ciaren

Good showing by Demo, and I bet if he would've had more time on his hands, he'd have given Angy a run for his money, but Angelus has written another fantastic match and to be in a hurry against Angy is not to really be given a chance.

[chrischaos13]

both matches rocked and demolitionist i have no doubt that you can rp. the only reason that i will pull for ciarren here is because like in my promo i said that legion didn't show when you needed them. well ciarren plays off that with perfection by calling jack out and having jack say that they don't need him. so i vote ciarren.

[The MadDog]

Anyone who mentions me gets my vote!

OK, I lied - Anyway good effort on a 1st match here, and because of that i gave you my vote!

[Tempest]

Drake Dysfunction has a bright future in front of him in the XWA. Great read. Can't wait to see more. Ciaren? You just keep pumping out quality stuff, man. Amazing.

Winner: Ciaren Donegan