| rdfs:comment | - Drawn to the smell of rotting flesh, DEATHKNELL lives to meet the grim reaper in the end of days. A cartoon barbarian gimmick that no big fed would accept, the raw, edgy, scary force known as DEATHKNELL has finally broken through the political red tape keeping him from your reality as Shootfire becomes desperate for talent. Coming to the deathbed of Shootfire Pro Wrestling like a starving vulture, DEATHKNELL looks to enjoy the federation’s demise with a front row seat, but having a short attention span, might just play a hand in it. For the historians in us, a fucked up rip-off of E-W legend the DEATHBRINGER.
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| abstract | - Drawn to the smell of rotting flesh, DEATHKNELL lives to meet the grim reaper in the end of days. A cartoon barbarian gimmick that no big fed would accept, the raw, edgy, scary force known as DEATHKNELL has finally broken through the political red tape keeping him from your reality as Shootfire becomes desperate for talent. Coming to the deathbed of Shootfire Pro Wrestling like a starving vulture, DEATHKNELL looks to enjoy the federation’s demise with a front row seat, but having a short attention span, might just play a hand in it. For the historians in us, a fucked up rip-off of E-W legend the DEATHBRINGER.
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