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Hazza wrote:: OT: Just puttin' it out there, but Harry Jones has a new signature/finishing maneuver. He jumps from the top rope and does a moonsault. Jones lands on his opponent's shoulder's in an electric chair position, but in one swift motion he falls backwards and connects with a reverse hurricanrana/pile driver. The move is called 'Odyssey'.

CAPS LOCK wrote:: OOC: Hazza, I assume you think you innovated the move? In any case, it would be said better like: "Moonsault onto the shoulders of a standing opponent followed into a Poisonrana". The Piledriver wouldn't work in this case, no matter which version. He'd have to do a backflip to an opponent facing away from the corner and just kinda fall into it.

OT: Sounds interesting nonetheless.

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CAPS LOCK wrote:: OOC: Hazza, I assume you think you innovated the move? In any case, it would be said better like: "Moonsault onto the shoulders of a standing opponent followed into a Poisonrana". The Piledriver wouldn't work in this case, no matter which version. He'd have to do a backflip to an opponent facing away from the corner and just kinda fall into it.

OT: I added the Pile Driver bit because the force makes the opponent land vertical onto his neck. You up for an RP man?

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Ring Announcer:"Ladies and gentlemen please welcome, Still the Crush World Champion - The Lord of ECCW, John Leopold!"

John Leopold comes out with the World title wrapped into his shoulder.
His assistant, the big Kevin Silver, walks out to with stiches in his head.
Silver quickly goes to get a steel chair and enters the ring where he sets the chair into the middle of the ring. Leopold still makes his slow entrance as he mocks some fat girls from the audience. Leopold finally enters the ring while the crowd boos and he sits on the chair. Silver gets a microphone and hands it to Leopold. Leopold takes a moment to look at the crowd as they yell at him.

"You people are acting like animals. You are animals. But instead of putting you inside a Cage I was the one who was locked into a steel cage along with an animal like you. An animal called Neville Ryan. Neville was supposed to jump from to Terror on Crush and make a huge impact by becoming the top Crush superstar. Neville was supposed to be the man that would take the World title and change the face of this brand. Yet here I am still holding the World title in My hands. I walked into Hell Unleashed as the World Champion and I walked out Still the World Champion, just like I said I would! Neville, since the day you made a friend out of Jarrett Calloway you were doomed to face the defeat. See Neville, Jarrett Callloway is a loser. And whenever he gives an advice to someone or attempts to help someone things go so wrong! The only thing that Jarrett Calloway is good at, is to take a talented man and turn him into a loser. During My match with Neville at Hell Unleashed, Jarrett interfered and he tried to cost Me the match. Not only did he wanted to get revenge because I defeated him countless times, but he also wanted to get the spotlight. He wanted everyone to talk about him. But of course once again he failed! The only thing he did was to attack My assistant Kevin Silver for no reason at all and bust his head wide open! Poor Kevin was just sitting there cheering for Me and Calloway jumped him from behind like a coward."

Silver points to the stiches in his head.

"But being the great champion that I am, I took out Neville Ryan easily and I pinned him for the victory! Now Neville must deal with the aftermath of Hell Unleashed. Not only he will go to the back of the line but he will also have to get rid of Jarrett Calloway as soon as possible! Now as far as it goes for the next challenger for My World title I am waiting for him with open hands! Everyone but Jarrett, Will and Neville are welcome to challenge Me at the next p.p.v. or whenever they chose to. But make no mistake about it...no one can beat Me. No one. So whatever dreams and hopes you guys back there have to hold the World title you must deal with the fact that I will never lose this World title! Because I am better than all the Crush roster combined! Hell I could take on everyone in a 10 on 1 handicap match and win! That's how good I am. And whoever wins a number one contender match, well I have an advice for them. Don't try to do what Venom did last night on Terror. Because I'm not a moron like Harry Jones or Casey. If anyone goes to mess with Me...they will regret it! Right Kevin?"

Leopold looks at Silver and Silver nods.

"Let's go. I give Myself the day-off! So long suckers!"

Leopold drops down the mic and gets up. He holds the World title high as his theme song hits.

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OFF I wont be on much today as I am going to the SD tapings tonight

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Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:: OOC: Hazza, I assume you think you innovated the move? In any case, it would be said better like: "Moonsault onto the shoulders of a standing opponent followed into a Poisonrana". The Piledriver wouldn't work in this case, no matter which version. He'd have to do a backflip to an opponent facing away from the corner and just kinda fall into it.

OT: I added the Pile Driver bit because the force makes the opponent land vertical onto his neck. You up for an RP man?

OOC: Sure...

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>> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

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Hazza wrote:: >> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Surge looks down at Jones, not wearing his Pure Title and instead leaving it on the table.

"Opening a door, cripple.", he replies sarcastically, "What do you want, Harold?"

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CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:: >> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Surge looks down at Jones, not wearing his Pure Title and instead leaving it on the table.

"Opening a door, cripple.", he replies sarcastically, "What do you want, Harold?"

Harry Jones: "Well Surge, I wa - wait, who the fuck is Harold? Well to answer your question, I was going around asking the other parasites of the Terror roster if they would like to touch my title. It really seems to bring hope to these poor people. Would you like to touch my title or would you like an autograph, I am really in a giving mood after defeating Azazel in the main event."

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Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:: >> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Surge looks down at Jones, not wearing his Pure Title and instead leaving it on the table.

"Opening a door, cripple.", he replies sarcastically, "What do you want, Harold?"

Harry Jones: "Well Surge, I wa - wait, who the fuck is Harold? Well to answer your question, I was going around asking the other parasites of the Terror roster if they would like to touch my title. It really seems to bring hope to these poor people. Would you like to touch my title or would you like an autograph, I am really in a giving mood after defeating Azazel in the main event."

Surge's mask raises an eyebrow at Harry.

"That's it?", Surge asks rhetorically, "You want to bother me for this crap? Listen, Harry, I could give less of a damn about you being on your period and suddenly wanting to be nice or whatever, but that shit doesn't work with me. But you know what, I'll take your offer regardless."

Before Harry can react, Surge grabs the Title off his shoulder and waves it around.

"Woooooo, I'm a huge faggot!", he says, making fun of Harry.

Surge then looks at Harry before chucking the Title down the hall.

"Fetch..."

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CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:: >> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Surge looks down at Jones, not wearing his Pure Title and instead leaving it on the table.

"Opening a door, cripple.", he replies sarcastically, "What do you want, Harold?"

Harry Jones: "Well Surge, I wa - wait, who the fuck is Harold? Well to answer your question, I was going around asking the other parasites of the Terror roster if they would like to touch my title. It really seems to bring hope to these poor people. Would you like to touch my title or would you like an autograph, I am really in a giving mood after defeating Azazel in the main event."

Surge's mask raises an eyebrow at Harry.

"That's it?", Surge asks rhetorically, "You want to bother me for this crap? Listen, Harry, I could give less of a damn about you being on your period and suddenly wanting to be nice or whatever, but that shit doesn't work with me. But you know what, I'll take your offer regardless."

Before Harry can react, Surge grabs the Title off his shoulder and waves it around.

"Woooooo, I'm a huge faggot!", he says, making fun of Harry.

Surge then looks at Harry before chucking the Title down the hall.

"Fetch..."

Harry Jones: "You can call me a faggot, but it'll never take away the fact that I am the Terror World Champion and ever since winning the belt, I have not lost a match. To be honest, I am glad that my little charity work gelled with you. I can already tell that your confidence has rised ever since I stepped foot in the doorway. Well, I've got world champion stuff to do - don't worry, you wouldn't understand."

[Jones turns to walk down the corridor...]

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Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:: >> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Surge looks down at Jones, not wearing his Pure Title and instead leaving it on the table.

"Opening a door, cripple.", he replies sarcastically, "What do you want, Harold?"

Harry Jones: "Well Surge, I wa - wait, who the fuck is Harold? Well to answer your question, I was going around asking the other parasites of the Terror roster if they would like to touch my title. It really seems to bring hope to these poor people. Would you like to touch my title or would you like an autograph, I am really in a giving mood after defeating Azazel in the main event."

Surge's mask raises an eyebrow at Harry.

"That's it?", Surge asks rhetorically, "You want to bother me for this crap? Listen, Harry, I could give less of a damn about you being on your period and suddenly wanting to be nice or whatever, but that shit doesn't work with me. But you know what, I'll take your offer regardless."

Before Harry can react, Surge grabs the Title off his shoulder and waves it around.

"Woooooo, I'm a huge faggot!", he says, making fun of Harry.

Surge then looks at Harry before chucking the Title down the hall.

"Fetch..."

Harry Jones: "You can call me a faggot, but it'll never take away the fact that I am the Terror World Champion and ever since winning the belt, I have not lost a match. To be honest, I am glad that my little charity work gelled with you. I can already tell that your confidence has rised ever since I stepped foot in the doorway. Well, I've got world champion stuff to do - don't worry, you wouldn't understand."

[Jones turns to walk down the corridor...]

"I did your wife!", Surge voice booms.

He turns around and goes to close the door...

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CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:: >> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Surge looks down at Jones, not wearing his Pure Title and instead leaving it on the table.

"Opening a door, cripple.", he replies sarcastically, "What do you want, Harold?"

Harry Jones: "Well Surge, I wa - wait, who the fuck is Harold? Well to answer your question, I was going around asking the other parasites of the Terror roster if they would like to touch my title. It really seems to bring hope to these poor people. Would you like to touch my title or would you like an autograph, I am really in a giving mood after defeating Azazel in the main event."

Surge's mask raises an eyebrow at Harry.

"That's it?", Surge asks rhetorically, "You want to bother me for this crap? Listen, Harry, I could give less of a damn about you being on your period and suddenly wanting to be nice or whatever, but that shit doesn't work with me. But you know what, I'll take your offer regardless."

Before Harry can react, Surge grabs the Title off his shoulder and waves it around.

"Woooooo, I'm a huge faggot!", he says, making fun of Harry.

Surge then looks at Harry before chucking the Title down the hall.

"Fetch..."

Harry Jones: "You can call me a faggot, but it'll never take away the fact that I am the Terror World Champion and ever since winning the belt, I have not lost a match. To be honest, I am glad that my little charity work gelled with you. I can already tell that your confidence has rised ever since I stepped foot in the doorway. Well, I've got world champion stuff to do - don't worry, you wouldn't understand."

[Jones turns to walk down the corridor...]

"I did your wife!", Surge voice booms.

He turns around and goes to close the door...

Harry Jones: "I did your cat!"

Harry walks down the corridor.

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Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:: >> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Surge looks down at Jones, not wearing his Pure Title and instead leaving it on the table.

"Opening a door, cripple.", he replies sarcastically, "What do you want, Harold?"

Harry Jones: "Well Surge, I wa - wait, who the fuck is Harold? Well to answer your question, I was going around asking the other parasites of the Terror roster if they would like to touch my title. It really seems to bring hope to these poor people. Would you like to touch my title or would you like an autograph, I am really in a giving mood after defeating Azazel in the main event."

Surge's mask raises an eyebrow at Harry.

"That's it?", Surge asks rhetorically, "You want to bother me for this crap? Listen, Harry, I could give less of a damn about you being on your period and suddenly wanting to be nice or whatever, but that shit doesn't work with me. But you know what, I'll take your offer regardless."

Before Harry can react, Surge grabs the Title off his shoulder and waves it around.

"Woooooo, I'm a huge faggot!", he says, making fun of Harry.

Surge then looks at Harry before chucking the Title down the hall.

"Fetch..."

Harry Jones: "You can call me a faggot, but it'll never take away the fact that I am the Terror World Champion and ever since winning the belt, I have not lost a match. To be honest, I am glad that my little charity work gelled with you. I can already tell that your confidence has rised ever since I stepped foot in the doorway. Well, I've got world champion stuff to do - don't worry, you wouldn't understand."

[Jones turns to walk down the corridor...]

"I did your wife!", Surge voice booms.

He turns around and goes to close the door...

Harry Jones: "I did your cat!"

Harry walks down the corridor.

Surge turns around and sees Harry forgot to pick up his Title. He walks down th corridor and grabs it up before anyone else can and shoves it into his pants. He then walks back to his locker room and closes the door as people look on.

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Your Doom World Champion, Ricky Lackett can be seen walking around in a Grey suit with his title hanging over his shoulder and a big grin on his face, he has his match At Hell Unleashed playing over in his mind since it was his first Pay Per View victory and the third time and counting that he's retained the Doom World Championship

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{A messenger kind of looking fellow walks out onto the stage with a piece of paper in his hands and says that it is from, Ricky Lackett himself and begins to read it out}

Random Messenger Man

"John America, Jeff Nowell, Kevin Evans, Mickey Wreckingball and Santiago Del Rosario have all been losers in my title reigns, but Coty Weston and Randall Hennings are the only one's to have missed out, so this Friday night on everyone's favorite show, Doom, I Ricky Lackett am declaring that I want to face the two previously said names before mine in a Triple Threat match with my belt on the line, so Jason McDonald, The Doom General Manager, I hope that you are hearing this and put that one down as the Main Event of this week's show... Ricky Lackett out."

{The messenger finishes reading what Ricky had to say before walking backstage}

Guest

"The Natural" Mack Robinson [After deciding to drop The Natural Forest and just focus on him and his personal trainer, Mack is majorly happy that he finally won a match at Hell Unleashed and he got his hands on Dominic on Terror]

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(Hunter J knocks on the terror GM's door, his title is slung over his shoulder.)

Guest

OT: ECCW's 8th Supershow is going to be held this Sunday, acting as the anniversary show. It will be written in the same format as the draft was; not quite fully written, not quite quick results. Brief descriptions of each match and segment.

A week from Thursday is ECCW's second anniversary.

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*The camera opens with a backstage shot of Dustin Shore, talking to someone next to him. He then turns back to the camera, as if just noticing that it is there.*

Dustin: Guys, I was gonna come on here and give you an update on my return, but my friend here heard something he didn't like not long ago, something we all heard. He asked for an opportunity to address it, and I'm going to give it to him. So, here's Coty Weston!

*The camera zooms out, centering on the man Dustin was talking to, Coty Weston. Coty does not look happy.*

Coty: This is a special message for our Doom Champion, Ricky Lackett. I'm going to say this myself, not send you a messenger. Ricky, you've built yourself a hitlist. Five names down, and you want to take the last two in a single showdown this Friday. Where I come from, walking around with that kind of confidence can cost you, big-time. Now, I may not have had the best week last week, but every competitor on this show is different. I'm the Desert Eagle, the man with a brick on the end of each hand. I've worked hard and sacrificed to get here. If you think I'll lay down and let you sweep me up in the name of some statistic, you are a damn fool. If you want to make a clean sweep of Doom, why not do the thing right? I won't compete in a triple threat match next Friday because I've got a much better idea. Coty Weston vs. Ricky Lankett, for the Doom Title. You say you want to turn me into a number on your record sheet? Then face me like a man, put your chips down, draw your six-gun, and pray to God you're fast enough, because if you aren't, you're gonna come up bankrupt, party boy.

*Coty keeps looking at the camera as Dustin nods in approval before the camera cuts out.*

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Oriadon wrote:: *The camera opens with a backstage shot of Dustin Shore, talking to someone next to him. He then turns back to the camera, as if just noticing that it is there.*

Dustin: Guys, I was gonna come on here and give you an update on my return, but my friend here heard something he didn't like not long ago, something we all heard. He asked for an opportunity to address it, and I'm going to give it to him. So, here's Coty Weston!

*The camera zooms out, centering on the man Dustin was talking to, Coty Weston. Coty does not look happy.*

Coty: This is a special message for our Doom Champion, Ricky Lackett. I'm going to say this myself, not send you a messenger. Ricky, you've built yourself a hitlist. Five names down, and you want to take the last two in a single showdown this Friday. Where I come from, walking around with that kind of confidence can cost you, big-time. Now, I may not have had the best week last week, but every competitor on this show is different. I'm the Desert Eagle, the man with a brick on the end of each hand. I've worked hard and sacrificed to get here. If you think I'll lay down and let you sweep me up in the name of some statistic, you are a damn fool. If you want to make a clean sweep of Doom, why not do the thing right? I won't compete in a triple threat match next Friday because I've got a much better idea. Coty Weston vs. Ricky Lankett, for the Doom Title. You say you want to turn me into a number on your record sheet? Then face me like a man, put your chips down, draw your six-gun, and pray to God you're fast enough, because if you aren't, you're gonna come up bankrupt, party boy.

*Coty keeps looking at the camera as Dustin nods in approval before the camera cuts out.*

OOC:

I had an awesome reply to that, but I lost it all, right towards the end, this is the second time something like that has happened to me this week, anyways, Ricky agrees to the match

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CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:

CAPS LOCK wrote:

Hazza wrote:: >> Harry Jones is seen leaning on the door to Surge's private locker room with the Terror World Championship draping down his left shoulder. Surge opens the door and watches on as Harry falls down to the floor. <<

Harry Jones: "[Gets to his feet], what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Surge looks down at Jones, not wearing his Pure Title and instead leaving it on the table.

"Opening a door, cripple.", he replies sarcastically, "What do you want, Harold?"

Harry Jones: "Well Surge, I wa - wait, who the fuck is Harold? Well to answer your question, I was going around asking the other parasites of the Terror roster if they would like to touch my title. It really seems to bring hope to these poor people. Would you like to touch my title or would you like an autograph, I am really in a giving mood after defeating Azazel in the main event."

Surge's mask raises an eyebrow at Harry.

"That's it?", Surge asks rhetorically, "You want to bother me for this crap? Listen, Harry, I could give less of a damn about you being on your period and suddenly wanting to be nice or whatever, but that shit doesn't work with me. But you know what, I'll take your offer regardless."

Before Harry can react, Surge grabs the Title off his shoulder and waves it around.

"Woooooo, I'm a huge faggot!", he says, making fun of Harry.

Surge then looks at Harry before chucking the Title down the hall.

"Fetch..."

Harry Jones: "You can call me a faggot, but it'll never take away the fact that I am the Terror World Champion and ever since winning the belt, I have not lost a match. To be honest, I am glad that my little charity work gelled with you. I can already tell that your confidence has rised ever since I stepped foot in the doorway. Well, I've got world champion stuff to do - don't worry, you wouldn't understand."

[Jones turns to walk down the corridor...]

"I did your wife!", Surge voice booms.

He turns around and goes to close the door...

Harry Jones: "I did your cat!"

Harry walks down the corridor.

Surge turns around and sees Harry forgot to pick up his Title. He walks down th corridor and grabs it up before anyone else can and shoves it into his pants. He then walks back to his locker room and closes the door as people look on.

Surge's cat catches Harry's scent on the belt, so Mr. Kittles begins to claw at Surge's crotch, as she is still angry about Jones not responding to her text.

OT: I'm using this post to announce that I'll be gone for 13 days in 4 weeks on a Friday.

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Samuel wrote:

Oriadon wrote:: *The camera opens with a backstage shot of Dustin Shore, talking to someone next to him. He then turns back to the camera, as if just noticing that it is there.*

Dustin: Guys, I was gonna come on here and give you an update on my return, but my friend here heard something he didn't like not long ago, something we all heard. He asked for an opportunity to address it, and I'm going to give it to him. So, here's Coty Weston!

*The camera zooms out, centering on the man Dustin was talking to, Coty Weston. Coty does not look happy.*

Coty: This is a special message for our Doom Champion, Ricky Lackett. I'm going to say this myself, not send you a messenger. Ricky, you've built yourself a hitlist. Five names down, and you want to take the last two in a single showdown this Friday. Where I come from, walking around with that kind of confidence can cost you, big-time. Now, I may not have had the best week last week, but every competitor on this show is different. I'm the Desert Eagle, the man with a brick on the end of each hand. I've worked hard and sacrificed to get here. If you think I'll lay down and let you sweep me up in the name of some statistic, you are a damn fool. If you want to make a clean sweep of Doom, why not do the thing right? I won't compete in a triple threat match next Friday because I've got a much better idea. Coty Weston vs. Ricky Lankett, for the Doom Title. You say you want to turn me into a number on your record sheet? Then face me like a man, put your chips down, draw your six-gun, and pray to God you're fast enough, because if you aren't, you're gonna come up bankrupt, party boy.

*Coty keeps looking at the camera as Dustin nods in approval before the camera cuts out.*

OOC:

I had an awesome reply to that, but I lost it all, right towards the end, this is the second time something like that has happened to me this week, anyways, Ricky agrees to the match

OOC: What happened? Try using Word?

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Skull Kid wrote:

Zadok wrote:

Skull Kid wrote:

Zadok wrote:: Angel is backstage, looking for Casey Anomaly.

Casey Anomaly
*backstage at catering sipping on a water bottle leaning against a wall with his MitB briefcase by his feet. He is staring at the wall ahead of him in deep thought *

Angel leans up against the wall, rolls his neck and cracks his knuckles. He looks down at the briefcase, smirks, and leans back up against the wall.

Angel

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

Casey Anomaly
*he chuckles a bit not looking at Angel*
that could make either you or Venom my friend

OFF Sorry man had to go shopping for food then make dinner

Angel smirks, tilting his head.

Angel

"Venom doesn't want to see you cash in that briefcase though, does he? No, he does not. Part of me wants to see Casey Anomaly as World Champion. Why is that? You still remind me of myself, Casey. It may seem like a century ago, but at one point, you walked by my side and I considered you to be nothing short of my own brother. We won titles together, yet, something changed you. I wanted to see you change back to the Phenom that I once knew, but clearly, asking for such a thing isn't possible. What brings us together is our common hatred for that bastard, Venom... I told the General Manager that I had something planned to get Venom off of my back, and I do. Now, if you'll please sit and listen to my terms, I'll be more than happy to explain what I have planned, and how it will be beneficial to you."

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Zadok wrote:

Skull Kid wrote:

Zadok wrote:

Skull Kid wrote:

Zadok wrote:: Angel is backstage, looking for Casey Anomaly.

Casey Anomaly
*backstage at catering sipping on a water bottle leaning against a wall with his MitB briefcase by his feet. He is staring at the wall ahead of him in deep thought *

Angel leans up against the wall, rolls his neck and cracks his knuckles. He looks down at the briefcase, smirks, and leans back up against the wall.

Angel

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

Casey Anomaly
*he chuckles a bit not looking at Angel*
that could make either you or Venom my friend

OFF Sorry man had to go shopping for food then make dinner

Angel smirks, tilting his head.

Angel

"Venom doesn't want to see you cash in that briefcase though, does he? No, he does not. Part of me wants to see Casey Anomaly as World Champion. Why is that? You still remind me of myself, Casey. It may seem like a century ago, but at one point, you walked by my side and I considered you to be nothing short of my own brother. We won titles together, yet, something changed you. I wanted to see you change back to the Phenom that I once knew, but clearly, asking for such a thing isn't possible. What brings us together is our common hatred for that bastard, Venom... I told the General Manager that I had something planned to get Venom off of my back, and I do. Now, if you'll please sit and listen to my terms, I'll be more than happy to explain what I have planned, and how it will be beneficial to you."

Casey Anomaly
*lets Angel's words roll around in his head for a few moments wile rubbing his chin. The Nightmare Among Men speaks*
You now have my attention Angel better be worth my time

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