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Chicago Makes Punk Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 3:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:25 pm
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"REDESIGN...REBUILD..RECLAIM."Name: Seth Rollins Height: 6'1 Weight: 217 lbs From: Davenport, Iowa
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Seth Rollins was backstage alone talking to nobody but himself in his mind. He was putting on his gloves that were attached to his tights, and tightening them to face his opponent. Rollins was watching the nearby monitor which was showing the show. Rollins didn't want to look, but he had to. He had to look at the intensity within his opponent's, and see if he is actually ready for Rollins. Rollins trained more than ever from the time being, and he wasn't even touched most of the time during the shows. Rollins had tried to avoid a lot of situations where he could've injured himself. Rollins was eventually seeing his opponent coming into the ring, as someone backstage had came up to Rollins and was about to ask him to go up. Rollins already knew, telling the guy to go away, because he had to be focused coming out. Rollins grabbed water bottles and then started to open them, and then pour it all over himself before going out there. He walked towards the door to the entrance tunnel with his opponent's theme still playing and blasting. Rollins was walking down the tunnel then eventually reaching the end of it. He closed his eyes, with the silence in the arena had been in motion while his opponent was still in the ring. Suddenly..the PA System eventually played Rollins' entrance video and his entrance music. Rollins opened back up his eyes and then was ready. He stayed there for the moment as wild drums and guitars were playing throughout the whole arena, as there was then a silence. It continued, with Rollins then walking through the curtain. He looked to the crowd while it was a huge mixed reaction towards Rollins. Some people were watching from home, and some people were voting for Rollins as well. Seth saw the many people in the crowd within the bleachers, wearing t-shirts, holding up signs, everything. He started to walk down the ramp with a confident look on his face. The announcer was in the ring watching Rollins coming down the ring. "From Davenport, Iowa, weighing in at 217 pounds...SETH...ROOOOOLLLLINS!" Rollins was staring down at his opponent every step of the way. People in the side were trying to reach out for him, but Rollins of course didn't pay ANY attention to them at all. He continued on walking down the ramp, as eventually Seth reached the end of it. Rollins stopped and then took a moment before getting close to the ring at all. He stared down at his opponent who was in the ring and made a left turn, still staring down at him. Rollins with step after step walked up on the steel stairs eventually grabbed the top rope and sliding his hand against it. Rollins walked to the middle of the apron, and again was STILL looking at his opponent, as both men were both confident. Seth finally put his attention away from his opponent and then walked over to the top rope and then climbed it. He raised his arms in the air as the crowd had a mixed reaction. He rested his arms and then jumped into the ring waiting.
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:26 pm
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JOHN CENA - CENATION LEADER
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YOUR TIME IS UP, MY TIME IS NOW! YOU CAN'T SEE ME, MY TIME IS NOW!
The crowd had paid to see a good show tonight and they were in for one. Soon the instrumental for John Cena's music began as fans started to rise to their feet, baring signs in hand. And soon enough the man in blue made his appearance, having touched down onto the stage's center as the crowd rallied together in welcoming him their favorite number. "JOHN CENA SUCKS! JOHN CENA SUCKS! JOHN CENA SUCKS!" Cena smirked at this and then directed his attention to the closest camera and began to yell over the crowd so the people at home watching could hear him clearly,
"Summers almost over but business has just picked up!"
John Cena's words were of course a message as they always were. Focusing back onward to the crowd---the formerly known, Chain Gang Soldier, would raise his hand firmly to his forehead inches away from touching it and then salute his arm forward darting down to the ring. The camera view shot out-wide for fans at home watching. His titantron flashed a bright red and blue along with his mini-tron and his entrance music a-blazing throughout the arena like thunder [n' lightnin *wink*.] It was nice. John Cena slid into the ring and once in would have stood there for a bit looking at the crowd as they cheered loudly for him. It made him laugh. This was the TNW:R fans. They were known to be open and honest about how they felt about anyone and they certainly had their own way of showing their emotions for Cena like they were doing tonight.
Whilst they did this, Cena paced back until he was in the center of the ring. Flattening out his shirt, planting his feed firm into the canvas, he'd raise his arms saluting off to the crowd one more time before going to his respective corner.
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2016 7:51 pm
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