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| The Outliers | Feb 20 2018, 03:21 AM Post #1 |
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TAG TEAM NAME: The Outliers TEAM MEMBERS: HeWhoCorrupts and Sawtooth Grin ALIGNMENT (Heel/Face/Neutral): Neutral THEME MUSIC: "It Came From Over There" by The Red Chord ENTRANCE DESCRIPTION: The house lights come down and the audience can't help but rise to their feet. Lighters pop up everywhere, the flames flickering in the darkness like neurons firing in the brain. They're joined by the neon glow of hundreds of cell phone screens hoisted into the air, emitting soft halos of light that further illuminate the arena. Excited murmurs ripple through the crowd amidst dissonant waves of ambient fuzz. It sounds like crackling arcs of electricity climbing up a giant Jacob's Ladder. After a gradual build in its intensity and the addition of low-frequency rumbles... The building is suddenly flooded by a vivid rush of colors. A macabre clash of contrasting hues: lush magenta and candy blue. A rich, heavily saturated lighting scheme reminiscent of Mario Bava or Dario Argento stains the arena. As the crowd basks in the swirl of light, the towering video monitor slowly fades in with images that are trapped in limbo between feelings and reality. A kind of cinematic petri dish with a thematic fixation on dystopian nightmares and hostile extraterrestrial encounters. They attempt to put you in the desert of your consciousness while it writhes within the meat sack that is your body. We’re not talking screensaver fodder here, either--imagine blackened veins being tugged from some sickly creature’s neck wound and you’ll get an idea of the eye candy on display. Why not a human figure that looks primordial and evolutionarily incomplete ascending through an almost blinding inferno to either enlightenment, release, damnation or maybe all three. The crowd stands there with the images glowing in their eyes. Stendhal Syndrome. A visual bludgeoning that is dreamlike, unsettling and mysterious. Then, without warning, the music hits and the PA system practically detonates. Incinerating, razor-sharp sheets of sound reignite the entire audience who erupt with cheers: it's The Red Chord's "It Came From Over There" heaving back and forth between groove and fury effortlessly. Relentlessly. The barrage of bowel-churning death metal grind builds up to a powder keg-like crescendo when the synth finally explodes into a psychedelic moog pattern courtesy of Sigh’s Mirai Kawashima. In that instant, a lone spotlight catches The Outliers cutting through the haze of fog and echo. They’re submerged in blue and red light, more shadow than flesh. Exuding a playful menace they prowl toward the ring, wading through the sea of people clutching at them and patting them on the back. One by one, The Outliers hop over the fence and roll into the ring. They circle along the ropes with an ominous eye-of-the-storm calm until Sawtooth Grin starts contorting his rail-thin body into a series of strange, unnerving positions--his spindly silhouette seems downright inhuman. Hewhocorrupts is twisting and twitching in front of the digital images, his bony shoulders undulating in the shadows, creeping out of the dark. By the end, they're entangled around the ringpost like a pair of raw nerves and coursing with current like a frayed wire. The Outliers stare into the camera with the focus of a dagger plowing its way through thick heavy walls. The Kubrick stare. A look known to sour wells and make women barren. A look that would burn right through you. Gasoline rainbows and road flares. DOUBLE TEAM MOVES: - Grin with the Slingshot senton and HWC for the fist drop combo (view) - HWC with Corner powerbomb and Grin with boot/knee to the face (view) - Leapfrog double footstomp (view) - HWC with massive back body drop to Grin who is sent crashing down onto the opponents outside of the ring. - Shatter machine (view) - Wheelbarrow suplex to backstabber - Aided shattered dreams drop kick (view) - Poetry in motion irish whip the opponent into the turnbuckle. Then one of member gets down on all fours and the other runs from the opposite side of the ring/turnbuckle, leaps off his partner's back, and performs an aided Flying Triangle Choke - Powerbomb w/ sledgehammer, chair, ect. (view) TAG TEAM FINISHER: ERASERHEAD (From the apron (on opposite sides of the ring), The Outliers springboard off the top rope in perfect unison and dropkick a dazed opponent to each side of his/her head.) TEAM BIOGRAPHY (optional, if you want to use this space to elaborate more should you feel that you didn't cover it enough in the singles application): ACCOMPLISHMENTS: Union Battleground Battalion Champions WRPD Unified World Tag Team Champions GOL Trios Champions |
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