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LWL Totalitarianism Championship
first blood match

Are y'all ready for 15-0?

In the faraway fires
Where the hills forever burn

While Kartwright is psyching himself up in the hopes that he will finally rid himself of the nightmare that is the man making his entrance and get a "1" on the scoreboard, a camouflaged 2014 Silverado pulls into the arena.

"Introducing the challenger: from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 256 pounds, the Snypa Rifle!"

Finally, the Man-Rifle steps out of the truck and walks down the aisle, his gaze practically peering into the soul of the King. While Snypa holds no doubt he can successfully defend the famed Streak, he wonders if Kartwright can say the same of his championship. Interesting that this is a first blood match, 'cause the Sadistic Snyper has to be careful not to get cut open by anything but also end this match soon.

He walks up the steps and climbs between the ropes and removes his helmet, smirking at Kart before heading to the corner to await the ringing of the bell.

Having the superior ocular powers, Snypa activates his Mangekyo Sharingan and traps Kartwright in his Tsukuyomi.

Kartwright's never been intimidating to the challenger and Snypa's going to prove why as time goes along. He comes out of the corner and toward the center of the ring, making a line with his boot that he dares the King to challenge. blaugh

Surely Kartwright remembers the time he was set ablaze in 2008. Snypa is shoved by the King, what a blatant display of disrespect! He's not surprised that he has a point to prove, since Karty hasn't proven it the first fourteen times. In response, Snypa looks to throw an uppercut right into his foe's throat.

Well, Snypa's never had much respect for the King either and decides to follow up with a swift boot to the knee.

Snypa is very amused to see what the King can come out with, but he won't give him a chance to as he takes a running start and will attempt a baseball slide dropkick

Now out of the ring, Snypa looks to clothesline Kartwright into the crowd.

Up and over the Man-Rifle goes, into the laps of loyal fans!