Adam Moore Vs Faceless

[Aiden Andrews/Scotty Daniels]

Match Two
Singles Match
Adam Moore Vs Faceless
After seeing his sister get the victory last week Adam feels its his time to shine. Faceless on the other hand is trying to rebound back into the "W' Column himself this week.
Referee: Batilda Kihlstedt

[Faceless]

Entrance
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An upbeat tune, created with electric guitar and drums, blasts out of the PA System, soon followed by the sound of piano. Everyone hes their focus drawn to the entrance way as from behind the curtain emerges a six foot figure wearing somewhat baggy white pants and a simple white hoodie. As always, a plastic white theater mask, bearing no emotional expression, covers the his face. The crowd in the arena rise out of their seats and begin to cheer, showcasing their excitement and appreciation of the man simply known as Faceless. The Nameless one slaps a few hands of the fans situated on his right, before making a quick 360 degree turn while moving forward to place himself right in the center of the corridor between backstage and ringside. With a quick hand motion, "Billy" then removes the hood of his head, revealing his black hair, and just as quickly shoots his arms up in the air, one finger of each hand extended, to draw another pop from the crowd.

O Party Party Party
I wanna have a Party
I need to have a Party
You better have a Party

O Party Party Party
You gotta Party harty
I'm gonna have a Party
Or else you won't be sorry

After holding the pose for a few seconds, the masked one dashes forward, passing the announcer table and sliding into the ring. Once inside the squared circle, almost without stopping he jumps back up to his feet and continues running towards the farthest turnbuckle. With one leap he ends up on the second rope, pressing legs into the top rope for support. At the same time, Lizzie Morna lifts the microphone up to her mouth again, officially introducing Billy.

And his opponent, from Parts Unknown, weighting in at 215 pounds... Faceless!

The Nameless one unzips his hoodie and removes it, revealing black pads covering his elbows. The piece of clothing is then dropped just outside the ring and Faceless then shouts at the crowd to make some more noise, which works out just fine and the arena is once more filled with loud cheers. Satisfied with results, the man of no identity jumps back down to the canvas and starts to bounce on the mat and flail his arms a bit in attempt to warm up his body. Besides that, all he can due is await for Adam Moore to make his entrance.

TBC by Adam Moore

[Faith Moore]

Faith Moore's breasts fill up the screen in a backstage promo that was shot in the locker room pops up on the screen. She looks a bit flustered, pacing back and forth in the room as the camera pans out to show the whole locker room. The wrestlers locker rooms line the walls, but Faith is the only one in thes huge room. A person wouldn't think that such a huge locker room would be available in the tight space known as Sold Core Arena. She continues to pace for a couple seconds before plopping her tight butt on one of the steel chairs that was unfolded and set up. She pouts and now begins to look like a school girl who got a failing grade on her test.

†hê ÇåñåÐïåñ Swêê†hêår†//£åï†h Mððrê
“So, I've beaten that filthy hood rat ho, Klorine, two weeks in a row now, and, and, and.. this week I just have to sit on the sidelines and watch my big brother do his thing in the ring. This week he has that Faceless guy on his hands.. now I'm sure he's a great competitor and all, but.. place.. he isn't a Moore..”

Suddenly, the door to the locker room swings open, not angrily, but not without force. Faith's brother, Adam Moore, struts through the doorway, almost looking to have a new potion of arrogance in his stomach. The under-carded reaches his sister before slinging some words her way.

†hê £l¥ïñg Lïðñ//ÄÐåm Mððrê
“Faith, I know you've been on a big streak lately, but this is my time to shine. Heck, I could even be in the race for a Knockout title match if I get on a roll. I know you're trying to help, but the best way you can help me is by standing in my corner this week and cheer me on. I let you do your thing and now it's time to pay back that favor, sis.”

Being a bit taken back by her brother's comments, she jerks her head backward and looks up at her sibling as she then speaks to him.

†hê ÇåñåÐïåñ Swêê†hêår†//£åï†h Mððrê
“Well, bro, I'm coming off a winning streak and you're coming off of a how many week absence? I'm just saying, I should be in a match tonight. You are my brother though, and I would be more than happy to be in your corner tonight. Let's go get them, Flying Lion!”

Adam grins before they then exit the locker room and look to be making there way to ring.