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 Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 2:39 am
I know we will be free again!
Bring it on home!
The music of Nuke Fusion slowly died down, as The Prodigy stood in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand and a grin on his face. No less than 30 minutes ago, Nuke had taken down both Mr. McMahon and Matt Seraph.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'll make this quick and easy; much like Vince McMahon in the bedroom."
The crowd gave off a cheap pop.
"As I pointed out earlier, I will be making a Survivor Series team to face off against a team assembled by our Chairman. So I'm calling out anyone from the back - right now - to come out here and stake your claim on my team."
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 7:39 pm
Can you dig it, suckaaa??
*Booker T's jazzy entrance hit the Titantron.*
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 7:06 pm
It's dark and hell is hot.
Ain't no sunshine when it's on.
Only darkness everyday...
A black Ford F-150 drives into the arena slowly. Eventually, it reaches ringside and out of it comes the Snypa Rifle, fresh from his match at the Bash with wounds of his own. A bandage next to his right eyebrow can visibly be seen while his eyes are covered by sunglasses. He climbs up the steps into the ring, looking at Booker and back at Fusion...
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 7:12 pm
*Booker T came out on stage with the United States title after Synpa Rifle got into the ring. He had a mic in his hand.*
Tell me that his music did not cut mine off! Tell me that his music did not cut mine off!
*Booker's eyes bulged out.*
That's the problem with some of the young punks today. Ya'll don't have any respect for the people who paved the way. People like me and like Mr. McMahon!
*The crowd booed him.*
Nuke, your attack on Mr. McMahon was an act of cowardice. Who in the right mind would get off on beating up a sixty year old man?
*Booker T slowly walked down the ramp and entered the ring.*
Now, if you want a fight, how about you fight the current United States Champion, sucka?
*Booker T held the belt to Nuke's face.*
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 9:14 pm
Snypa turns to Booker, stepping between him and Nuke.
"If you don't sit your b***h-made, old a** the hell down some-damn-where..." Snypa sharply hisses, as he opens his duster to reveal the baton on his waist, already collapsed. "Now, I respect those who I grew up watching- but what I don't respect are those same people who won't step back and let the youngsters shine. Us 'young punks' can teach you old timers some stuff, too. But that's neither here nor there. The only reason I'm in this ring is because I'm looking for a fight."
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 9:43 pm
Damijin Spade Snypa turns to Booker, stepping between him and Nuke.
"If you don't sit your b***h-made, old a** the hell down some-damn-where..." Snypa sharply hisses, as he opens his duster to reveal the baton on his waist, already collapsed. "Now, I respect those who I grew up watching- but what I don't respect are those same people who won't step back and let the youngsters shine. Us 'young punks' can teach you old timers some stuff, too. But that's neither here nor there. The only reason I'm in this ring is because I'm looking for a fight." *Booker T smirked.* You ain't got nothing to do with this. I'm talking to Nuke, not you sucka.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 6:40 am
"I think the only 'sucka' here, T, is you. I mean, what else can you be doing if you're following around McMahon?" Snypa replies. "And au contraire: if joining this Survivor Series team means I get to satisfy my bloodlust, I'm in. So once again, grandpa, this is now my business."
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:55 am
((Booker T is not the WWE:U United States Champion. Mainly because we don't have a United States Championship. And you're already playing HBK, albeit questionably.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 10:25 am
Damijin Spade "I think the only 'sucka' here, T, is you. I mean, what else can you be doing if you're following around McMahon?" Snypa replies. "And au contraire: if joining this Survivor Series team means I get to satisfy my bloodlust, I'm in. So once again, grandpa, this is now my business." ((Neo, there is a United States Champion, check the guild homepage. And I'm not playing as HBK in WWEU. Get your facts straight.)) *Booker T stared at Snypa for a moment and slowly backed away from him, leaning against the ropes. Suddenly, he exploded with a Superkick attempt toward Rifle.*
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 10:36 am
Nuke watched things unfold between the two other Superstars now in the ring. Then s**t got serious.
As Booker went for a Superkick, bringing his leg up, Nuke went to dive down for a quick-fire Spear to ground Booker!
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 11:17 am
((Excuse me, but I didn't see a title match and it wasn't announced in the crew forum. And given your track record of ad-libbing you can understand my concern. If Randy gave you the new belt then fine.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 12:21 pm
-Nuclear Fusion- Nuke watched things unfold between the two other Superstars now in the ring. Then s**t got serious.
As Booker went for a Superkick, bringing his leg up, Nuke went to dive down for a quick-fire Spear to ground Booker! ((Whatever.)) *Booker T was taken down by Nuke. He clutched his stomach.*
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 6:14 pm
Nuke had taken down, quite possibly, one of McMahon's henchman. So far, nothing was stopping him.
He looked over at Snypa Rifle, who he had just saved from being kicked square in the face.
"Let's make the most of your bloodlust then. That's two of us so far .. 3 to go."
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:38 pm
-Nuclear Fusion- Nuke had taken down, quite possibly, one of McMahon's henchman. So far, nothing was stopping him.
He looked over at Snypa Rifle, who he had just saved from being kicked square in the face.
"Let's make the most of your bloodlust then. That's two of us so far .. 3 to go." *Booker T tried to use the ropes to pull himself up. His back was toward his opponents.*
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 2:52 am
Nuke looked at Booker and pulled out his signature knuckle dusters, placing them on his fist. He spoke to the veteran.
"Let me guess; McMahon sent you?"
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