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Don't you wanna go for a ride
Down to the other side
Feels so good you could cry
Now won't you do what I told you!?

"Introducing first the challenger from Fort Collins Colorado, weighing in at 245 pounds, The Heartbreaker, Mike Landry!"

I remember when you used to be shy
Hey once we were so fine you and I
Now why you gotta make it so hard on me!?
Yeah it's hard on me...
And i'm sorry but it's not a mistake
And i'm running but you're getting away!

Mike came out from behind the curtain as confident as ever, wearing his new black vest adorned with broken hearts as well as his matching long tights. He strolled leisurley down the ramp with the memory of his recent wins over Snypa and Scott Shock in mind throwing his confidence to new heights. Of course he had a microphone in hand as had become customary to Landry's appearances. He climbed into the ring ever so leisurely, waiting for the rain of boos that have also become synonimous with his presense to die down before speaking.

Landry was a little more than offended that Marxx had chosen to make his entrance before he was allowed to speak, and it was evident in his facial expression.

"Listen here, Mark," he spat at him, fully intending the wrestling usage of the word, not the comman name, "I don't know who you think you are with your little blog and your big parties, but you should know something about me. I'm the Heartbreaker Mike Landry, and if you think that this match is going to be a party for you then you're about to get your heart broken. Now I don't care what you do in your free time, or who you do. I mean you can go down on those wierd blue girls until you're blue in the face, and she can pretend to be as important as she wants with all her cardboard titles, but you two better get one thing straight. You are looking at the future EEW Television Champion, and there is nothing you or you're freaky girlfriend can do about it. So says the Heartbreaker, so shall it be."

Mike finally tossed his microphone aside and removed his heartbreaker vest, finally ready for some competition.

Landry circles with Marxx for a moment and accepts the lock-up, immediatly trying to duck down and execute a fireman's carry into a reverse chinlock.

((Um...what's the auto-win rule in EEW?))

((Writing match for the sake of not jobbing my friend out))

Landry keeps Marxx grounded for quite a while, reminding everyone that he isn't just a tag team specialist and a flashy competitor, but he has a nasty ground game. He transfers from the chinlock to a ground abdominal stretch with a half chinlock, rubbing the point of his elbow into Marxx's ribcage for some added discomfort. Marxx is a competitor though and resists the submission. He is able to get his legs up, kicking Mike in the face and forcing him to relieve some of the pressure. With this extra room Marxx is able to bring Landry and himself back up to their feet, and finally pop his hips up and execute a reverse crucifix roll that puts Marxx on top in a lateral press!

"1...2..."

Landry kicks out of the surprise pin attempt and rolls backwards to his feet into the ropes, and Marxx does as well. The rebound back at eachother and Landry tries to lift him up for a spinebuster, but Marxx rolls over the shoulder and executes a schoolboy.

"1...2..."

Landry kicks out again and picks Marxx's legs, this time he goes for a Jacknife pin.

"1...2..."

And Marxx kicks out of Landry's attempt, bridging his shoulders and fighting Landry's weight. The two bridge up and Marxx spins it into his advantage, until he gets Landry in a backslide pin.

"1...2..."

Landry kicks out again, holding Marxx's neck he keeps him down and is able to spin into a Majistral Cradle.

"1...2..."

Marxx kicks out once again and waits for Landry to get up so he can scoop him into a small package.

"1...2..."

Landry has to kick out one more time and when he does both men get some distance from eachother and take a pause as the audience lets out an uproarous cheer for the incredible technical display. Marxx keeps the party going, clapping for the crowd but Landry isn't sure how he is supposed to respond, so he simply flips them off and tells them to shut their fat traps while he's working.

The two ease back into the center of the ring and this time Marxx offers a test of strength. Mike accepts, but in doing so he kicks the right arm to break the grip, then rolls his right leg over Marxx's left arm and rolls him into a cross armbar on the ground, once again working the submission. With Marxx on his back he didn't have much to do while his elbow was being torqued, but he did have the ability to roll towards the arm and alleviate some of the pressure, as well as rolling Landry into another form of a schoolboy by stacking him up like that.

"1...2..."

Landry didn't necessarily kick out, but he did pop his hips to release the hold on the armbar, then roll under the arm and take the back of his opponent and this time secure a hammerlock on the left arm. This time Marxx was stuck under Landry's weight and couldn't move, and Mike used this advantage to raise up his knee and slam it right into the targeted joint. Once, twice, three times before he finally let it go and Marxx rolled away holding his left arm.

((Not done))

Yuke, the current number one contender to the title came out from the crowd as the crowd roared. She grabbed the EEW TV title and dashed into the ring. As Landry was hit with the Leaving Marxx, Yuke hit him with the belt.

She looked at both of the fallen extremists, as she put Landry on top of Marxx as the ref began to count.

As Landry leaves, a distorted voices plays throughout the PA system.

"Soon enough....soon, it will end..."