Drako Damone (C) vs 'King Of The Canvas' Bad Boy [TLW]

[Cartwright]

The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WWFG World Heavyweight Championship!  

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A long pause after the announcement of the World Heavyweight Championship match, the crowd cheering for the main event that was about to take place.

Suddenly the lights went out, and "Strange Clouds" by B.O.B starts up! The crowd letting out a massive roar! After about twenty seconds of run time for the theme, Bad Boy steps out to the stage, looking out to the crowd for a few moments. He slowly raises his arms up, leaning back and looking up to the sky as sparks start to shoot down, across the stage, and right in front of him! Holding the pose for a few moments dropping out the pose and walking through the wall of sparks.
Bad Boy wearing his "Wrestlemania Whites." That being white tights with the purple around the waist, with a light green trim at the purple in reference to his "Fiscal" time in the WWF. That with his long entrance coat, that also white with sparkling purple trim designs and the green trim, and finally the white boots with purple edges and green laces.

Justin Roberts: Introducing first...the challenger! Weighing 220 pounds......BAAAAAAAD BOYYYYYYYY!

Bad Boy still early at the giant Wrestlemania ramp, would give a slow turn to the stage, showing off the Mania long coat as he walked backwards before turning to the ring and continuing on. A smile on his face as he looked on around the giant football stadium full of fans. He's seen his before, main eventing Wrestlemania's numerous times, but he still never gets used to the amount of fans that attend Mania.

Finally after the long a** walk down the ramp, Bad Boy gets in front of the ring, stopping to take one last long look around the stadium. Taking a couple of deep breaths, his face went from amusement to straight serious. Shaking his right arm a few times, before wiping his mouth and making his way to the steps, crawling up the stairs to the apron, stepping through the ropes.

Bad Boy would hit his signature turn, and throws his fist up high, as the roofing above the ring lets out a shower of golden sparks around the ring! The top of the football stadium letting off fireworks as well! Bad Boy would keep the pose until the sparks would end, and he would simply walk to the other side of the ring and raise his fist up to that side of the crowd.

Backing to the center of the ring, Bad Boy's theme had died down. The crowd cheering on as Bad Boy stands alone in the ring, he turns to the camera side of the ring, although he's looking around the whole stadium. Ever since the exile two years prior, he never thought he'd be in this situation again. Now he stands in the middle of a Wrestlemania ring, about to fight for the World Title once again!

 

[Drako Damone]

Treachery begins to play as the lights dim down. As the beat kicks in, 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, a new addition.

"Making his way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 200 pounds, he is the WWFG World Heavyweight champion, Drako!!!!"

An opening appears in the stage, and slowly the champion rises up on a platform, dressed in black with a hood covering his head. Black pants covered by a black hooded, sleeveless trenchcoat, and with matching gloves but shirtless underneath as always. The World championship belt is clutched in hand as looks down to the ring for a few moments before he finally begins to walk down the ramp, throwing the championship over his shoulder.

Drako stops at the end of the extremely long ramp and looks in at the challenger for a few more moments before he turns and walks up the stairs and into the ring, taking the championship back in hand as he does. He walks across the ring and steps onto the bottom rope, one foot on the second rope as he raises the title to the cheering fans. He steps down and walks to the opposite side to do the same.

Finally he steps down and stands close to the corner as he looks over at Bad Boy. He hands the title to the referee and proceeds to take off the coat and hand it to an outside official. Now, he's ready to start  

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The music of Drako died down, as Bad Boy remained in the ring, not taking his eyes off Drako as he moved out of the way, allowing him to be on the turnbuckles posing.

Bad Boy slowly removed his entrance coat, dropping it to the outside to a stage hand, before turning right back to Drako, next to the corner closest to the time keeper's area. The referee was in the center, and raised high the WWF World Heavyweight Championship for the world to see. Bad Boy took a glance at the title, noting what the match was for, taking a side to side look at the crowd, and finally locked back on Drako. The moment was bigger than ever, as Bad Boy shook his right hand in place to clear out the built up energy that comes with the moment.

The referee put the title away, looked to see that both men were ready. Bad Boy took one deep breath, one last preparation!

Finally the referee signals for the bell to ring, the crowd letting out a cheer as the match had officially started!

 

[Drako Damone]

Drako had been anticipating the bell ringing, bouncing from foot to foot. Now the bell has rung and it's time to get this started. The champion advances forward, arms just slightly raised as he's readying himself for whatever comes next  

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Bad Boy pulls his elbow pad for a quick second before whipping his arm in a circular motion, beginning to circle the ring, try to size up Drako and figure out an angle to take an advantage. Finally Bad brought his arms up, looking to shoot forward for a lock up!

 

[Drako Damone]

Drako goes into the lock up, for once not a complete underdog here. Still, no need to match power, as he looks to grab Bad Boy's arm and twist it around into a hammerlock  

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Bad Boy would have looked to gain the advantage by forcing Drako into a Headlock, but was suddenly out maneuvered quickly as his arm was turned in towards him from behind! His shoulder being turned incorrectly, going off balanced from the turning and the pain. A few seconds to gain the idea of escape, Bad Boy looked to drop to a knee to get underneath Drako, get a total turn and try to get Drako into an Arm Wrench!

 

[Drako Damone]

A little chain wrestling to start is expected, as Bad Boy counters and the champion finds himself in an arm wrench. That should get the blood flowing but he can't let the hold remain for long. He quickly attempts a front flip to get his arm in the proper direction, then looks to take the challenger down with a quick armdrag  

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Bad Boy had control of Drako at the moment. Turning the arm and shoulder slowly and with emphasis on the twisting. Suddenly Drako rolled forward, Bad Boy trying to figure what Drako is going to attempt but was ultimately caught off guard with an Arm Drag! Flipping Bad over, putting him on his back, forcing him to continue rolling until he gets to the ropes. Staying on his knee looking at Drako, nodding at the show of skill to start. Wiping his mouth before standing up and looking to circle the ring again.

 

[Drako Damone]

Drako gives a smile of sorts after the arm drag. He and Bad Boy aren't strangers after all. But its still go time and as the challenger regains his feet, Drako comes in, looking to go right into another lockup  

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Bad Boy maneuvered around, and again accepted the lock up, again this time looking to put Drako into a headlock!

 

[Drako Damone]

Drako is soon caught in a headlock as the challenger takes control this time. Needing to get out, Drako attempts to pull him back and step and then shove him forward to the ropes  

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Bad Boy was pulled back to the ropes, the bounce and the push sending Bad running and bouncing off the opposite ropes, and looking to use his size advantage with a shoulder block!

 

[Drako Damone]

Drako straightens up once he's free and looks to move forward a step, right into the shoulder block that takes him to the mat, at least for the moment