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 Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 2:26 am
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E-Rock(c) vs Brantley Summers
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 9:15 am
IF YOU PUT YOUR DIRTY BLACK HANDS ON ME
IMMA PUT YA BACK IN JAIL
Don't Put Your Hands on Me by Charley Jordan blasts throughout the whole arena. Brantley walked out with a microphone preparing to announce himself, he was really going to outdo himself with this one. He looked at his opponents and smirked before he announced his entrance.
"Coming to the ring, the most innovative, winner, not gay buttsex lover, Brantley Summers. As you can see, the following statements were the opposite of my opponent. So, let's get this done quick."
With that Brantley stepped off the stage and lazily walked down the ramp. He threw smoke bombs in an attempt to make the crowd excited. That would've worked if everyone didn't hate him. Brantley sent a cue to the special effects man and strobes lights and more bright flashing lights started going of. A man in the front row had a seizure and Brantley laughed at him before rolling in the ring. He then went to a turnbuckle and lifted his gloved arm up in a victorious manner before hopping down and waited for the ring. He looked around at the men and stayed in the corner waiting on E-Rock.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 9:32 am
Money Money Money! Money!
* "For the Love of Money" by the OJays played on the PA as a limo pulled up to the front of the stage. The driver got out and opened the passenger door. Stepping out was the new Intercontinental Champion E Rock. The champ was wearing gold tights and rocking the new title around his waist. He slowly walked down the ramp and raised his arms into the air. On cue, real 100 dollar bills fell out of the ceiling of the arena and green pyros emitted from the sides of the ramp.*
Announcer: And his opponent, he is the Intercontinental Champion, E ROCK!
*E Rock slowly walked up the ramp and entered the ring. He grabbed a microphone from the referee and placed it on his lips.*
You want this done quick, Brantley? Is that what you said? We can do that.
As your new Intercontinental Champion, I order you, Brantley, to lay down in the middle of this ring. I order you to forfeit this match. Why? Because it's a travesty for me to defend this title right after I won it. It's a travesty for me to defend my title one night after I won it in an Inferno match, one of the most grueling matches here in the WWF. The World Champ got the PPV off. Why can't I get one night off?
*The crowd booed those statements.*
I am the most impressive Intercontinental Champion since, well, since...No, I am the most impressive Intercontinental Champion in the history of the WWF and as I said before, I will hold on to this title as long as I live. This championship will never come off my waist. So Brantley, let's make this quick. Lay down for your Intercontinental Champion. I don't want to spend one more moment here in whatever hick town this is.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 11:02 am
Brantley shrugged to E-Rock. He turned around, crouched down, and looked as if he were about to lie down when suddenly, from inside he pants he pulls out a hand full of salt and attempts to throw it in the face of E-Rock. If successful, he'd attempt a small package with tights to pin him.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 11:21 am
*E Rock looked distrustingly at Brantley as he walked toward the middle of the ring. The bell rang right after Brantley threw the salt in E Rock's face. E Rock stepped back after being blinded and felt himself being thrown into a pin. As he heard the referee count, he instinctively kicked out before the ref could slap the mat the third time.*
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:46 pm
Brantley lifted up and tried to use the salt to his advantage. Before E-Rock had the opportunity to wipe his eyes, Brantley would attempt to stomp on the face of E-Rock followed by a step on and swipe with foot on E-Rock's face.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 6:42 pm
*E Rock's face got stomped in twice and the pain motivated him to roll out of the ring. He held his face with both hands on the outside. Granted, the championship belt still hadn't left his waist.*
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 10:10 pm
Brantley walked to the opposite side of the ring and fell back onto his back crying and whining like a baby before getting himself back up and wiping his face off as is he actually shed tears.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 12:22 pm
*E Rock took the moment to regroup. Slowly, he regained some of his sight and he unbuckled his belt. He then placed the belt underneath the ring and sat near the apron, holding eyes.*
Ref: Get back in here! One!
*E Rock ignored the referee as he clutched his eyes in an effort to play possum. If he was counted out, he would still be the champion. It was up to Brantley to do the heavy lifting. *
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 1:23 pm
Brantley wasn't one to put in a lot of effort in what he does. He simply laid back and let the referee count for right now. He knew he'd have to do something later, but that wasn't for a while.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 2:58 pm
3!
*E Rock sat there, holding his eye.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 3:45 pm
Brantley continued to sit around and figure out a strategy while sitting next to the ropes. He would lie down beside the ropes and stretch out like a sexified model. Bitches love sexified model positions.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 4:42 pm
*E Rock stood up and smirked at his opponent. Slowly, he began to back away toward the entrance as the ref counted.*
4
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 5:05 pm
Brantley wasn't afraid of E-Rock, if needed, he could keep the match going as long as he wanted, but he was getting bored doing nothing. Brantley rolled out of the ring breaking the count and started trot towards E-Rock.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 5:13 pm
*E Rock had a horrified look on his face as he saw Brantley rolled out of the ring. Immediately, he bolted toward the stage and to the entrance behind the curtains. He then stopped running. If Brantley came through the curtains, E Rock would attempt to take Brantley's head off with his Flash Back Superkick.*
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