Daniel Throne vs. Zak 'The Punk Warrior' Wylde vs.

[bankisejr]

Daniel Throne vs. Zak 'The Punk Warrior' Wylde vs. Duke Taylor

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Daniel Throne walks out to the ring and gets to ready to take on Zak and Duke.

[duketaylor]

It Starts With One Thing...

In The End by Linkin Park hits the P.A. system while Daniel paces around the middle of the ring. The sounding of the poppish, rockish music reminds the fans of the rather self-centered superstar who's limo pulls up at the side of the stage. The limo driver, wearing his "DT" initialed, custom, black and white suit exits from the drivers seat, softly closing the door trying not to mess up the hinges or scratch the paint before heading to the back or the passengers side. The limo driver buttons up his top button that had unraveled when he got out of the limo, takes a deep breath and opens the door before moving to the side and placing his head down, folding his arms across his chest. The man of the hour, too sweat to be sour sticks his head with the "DT" initialed cowboy hat out of the limo before rising up with the rest of his frame and exiting the limo. Duke removes and raises his cowboy hat into the air before giving a phony, probably displeasing smile to the fans. Taylor places his hat back onto his head before strutting down to the ring.

^-:Izzy Wright^-:
Introducing first, from Arlington, Texas, standing at 6'6 and weighing in at 290 pounds, Duke Taylor!


I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It’s so unreal
Didn’t look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on / but didn’t even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far

^-:Ray White^-:
Well look what the wind drew in, Duke Taylor. Young, handsome, and might I say handsome, did I say handsome young superstar? I did!? Well yeah, he's a new kid or man on the block and in this triple threat he'll have to use his size and great, musle like linebacker frame to defeat his witty opponents.

^-:Jimmy Pate^-:
That goes for any and every competitor in the wrestling world. But there's a part that you forget to mention.

^-:Ray White^-:
Yeah and whats that?

^-:Jimmy Pate^-:
He has to be the first superstar to secure a pinfall or submission.

^-:Ray White^-:
Come on, it was implied!

But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter

Taylor marches slowly up the steel stairs not paying attention while not allowing the fans to grab onto him at the same time. Taylor walks along the ring apron, stopping in the middle but only to wipe his feet, cockily along the side before entering through the middle and top ropes. Duke approaches Daniel Throne, who stares at him as if he had been some criminal or human being whom had wronged him in some sort of manner in the past or something. Taylor extends his hand out while adjusting his under carriage seemingly trying to show respect only to remove his hand away and flag Daniel. Duke backpedals and removes his coat, hanging it over the top rope only to be captured and taken close care of by the nearby ring attendant. Taylor then backs into the corner and after surveying the situation, dips his head down and closes his eye taking another quick nap if you will.

TBC