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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:48 pm
*ding ding!*
Bruce Wayne: Good evening, folks! It's good ol' B.W. here at the announce booth, and I've got Lex "The Lord" Luthor here with me as usual. We've got a slobberknocker on the sheets tonight!
Lex Luthor: That's right, this one's going to get messy, folks!
The ring announcer stands in the squared circle and addresses the Saturday night crowd.
Ring Announcer: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by his manager, Tenzil "The Mouth" Kem, weighing in at three hundred sixty five pounds, "Colossal" Gimmmmmmmm Alllloooooooooooon!"
Boos fill the arena as the giant man steps out, followed by his smaller manager, who shouts at the crowd through a megaphone.
Bruce: Not a lot of love for the Jewish Giant here tonight, Lex.
Lex: I don't get that. He's huge, he's powerful, he dominates, why aren't these insects cheering?
Big Gim steps over the top rope and the boos intensify as he walks to all four corners, hurling abuse back at the crowd. Kem mouths off to the ring announcer before rolling to the outside.
Kem: That's right, baby! Here's your next world champion, right here! They say the bigger they are, the harder they fall, but you'll never see this giant fall!
Bruce: As usual, The Mouth, wasting oxygen.
Lex: Here comes the part of the show I can never stand...
Ring Announcer: Introducing now, accompanied to the ring by Luscious Lois Lane, weighing in at two hundred, fifteen pounds, your world heavyweight champion, the Kryptonian Kid, the sweet Superman, "Killer" Claaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaark Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeent!"
The arena EXPODES~ in cheers as Clark steps out wearing his red, white and yellow signature trunks, the most beautiful valet in wrestling on his arm. Taking his sunglasses and putting them on a kid at ringside, he waits for Lois to part the ropes for him before stepping in.
Bruce: He's the top man in our sport, Lex, and the fans love him and the lovely Lois Lane.
Lex: Hey Lois, come on over here, baby, you can sit on my lap and watch this thing.
Bruce: I think she's out of your league, buddy.
The crowd hushes as Gim and Clark stand across from each other in the ring. Gim has over a hundred and fifty pounds and nearly two feet in height on Kent...can Clark possibly defend his title against this behemouth and his cheating manager?
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:11 pm
::Clark looks to the left, Clark looks to the right, and then he leans against the rope and twirls his hand for the crowd to cheer at him. The crowd roars. He turns back to his opponent!::
Bring it on, Brotha!
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:15 pm
SHARP DRESSED MAN! All right! 10 points!
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:22 pm
With the crowd cheering, Tenzil hops up on the apron and covers Gim's ears so he can't hear the cacophonous roar.
Tenzil: Don't let 'em shake you, baby! You're the best thing going out there today! Turn Kent into a grease stain, baby!
He rubs Gim's shoulders a couple times and sends him back to the middle of the ring.
Bruce: Kem, trying to keep his man from being rattled by the INSANE ovation that Kent is getting out there.
Lex: That's what a good manager does, keeps their man focused on the task at hand.
Bruce: And slips him a roll of quarters when he needs it, right?
Lex: And slips him a-hey!
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:24 pm
SHARP DRESSED MAN! All right! 10 points!
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:33 pm
Miss Lois saunters over to her corner of the ring, waving to the crowd and blowing kisses. She leans in and whispers to Clark
"Give 'em hell, baby"
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:42 pm
SHARP DRESSED (WO)MAN! All right! 10 points!
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 10:19 pm
Tenzil hops up on the apron.
Tenzil: Make that woman get out of the ring, referee! What is this, a wrestling match or a chick flick?!
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 10:16 am
Miss Lois kisses Clark on the cheek, parts the ropes, sloooowwwwlllly steps through and blows a kiss at the crowd before turning to wink at Tenzil
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 1:21 pm
::Clark gives Tenz a hard stare before beginning to circle Gim::
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 7:07 pm
Bruce: Collar and elbow lock-up by the Kryptonian Kid and Big Gim. It's hard to believe that just a few short years ago, these two were on the same side of things.
Lex: Sure, until Kent's ego blew out of control and Gim had no choice but to knock him down a few pegs!
Bruce: That's not how I remember it going down. In fact, I seem to recall a bit of betrayal and a steel chair thrown into the ring by The Mouth!
Lex: That's clearly wrong. I remember it completely differently. Not that it matters, history is written by the victors, and tonight, Allon is going to walk away with the title.
As the men grapple for position in the ring, outside Tenzil makes a show of walking over to the same side Lois is on, slapping his hands on the mat and cheering his guy on.
Bruce: How much do you want to bet that Tenzil will be trying to get into a confrontation with Luscious Lois tonight, Lex?
Lex: Tenzil is a brilliant manager, B.W, and he knows that Lois is probably planning some wicked distractions for his man. To take her out of the equation early is going to greatly help Allon and hurt Kent.
Bruce: That's abominable. Lois is only out here to support her man.
Lex: So is Kem, he just has a different way of doing it.
Tenzil inches closer and closer to Lois, seeming to be absorbed in shouting instructions to his wrestler.
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 7:38 pm
See, now, this is a classic strategy. He's only pretending to be concerned about what Gim's doing, while he's REALLY sizing up his opponent. I remember this one time at Wrestlepalooza . . . *Lex starts in on a boring story he's told a thousandtimes before.*
And that's how I won my wrestler the match. Then he ran out on me and joined some other manager, the jerk . . .
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 7:48 pm
::Clark grunts and tries to shove Gim back into a corner::
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 7:54 pm
Oh, come on! He can't think that's going to work, can he?!?
I mean, the corner is the LAST place you want Gim!
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 10:56 am
Luscious Lois glares at Tenzil as he inches closer and closer to her. She innocently stretches one high heeled foot out, making a big show of straightening her stockings
ninja
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