I wanna feel it day and night You are the power of my life I wanna pump it better
I wanna feel it day and night My workout, my delight You are the power of my life I wanna pump it better
Bison came out, carrying a bottle of Bisonade in each hand. He tipped one of them, downing the flavored sport drink before tossing the bottle back over his shoulder and flexing as pinwheel pyros set off behind him.
I wanna feel that burn In my testo bod The anabolic superman You'll never gonna stop, yeah
You better suck it up Before you suck it in Activating ******** beast mode Everybody down
Bison headed down the ramp, showing off the other bottle of Bisonade for the camera as he flashed a smile.
from Bridgetown, Barbados weighing in at 375 pounds: Bison Mbadi!
Bison stopped at the ringside, setting the bottle of Bisonade down on the ring apron. After a little hopping, he did a standing jump into the ring apron before stepping over the top rope to enter the ring.
Do you really wanna work it out? 'Cause I won't take it slow This ******** life is what I'm all about I wanna feel it day and night
Bison pulled out a rolled t-shirt, unfolding it for the camera as it read:
Awaken your Inner Alpha: Turning Mindsets into Grindsets! BodyByMbadi.com
After showing off the merchandise apparel, Bison hit the ropes and tossed the shirt out into the audience.
I wanna feel it day and night My workout, my delight You are the power of my life I wanna pump it better
I wanna feel it day and night My workout, my delight You are the power of my life I wanna pump it better
The lights in the arena go out, plunging the crowd into darkness. There is a slow beat that seeps from the speakers. As the main music of The Devil's Rejects hits the speakers, all the lights in the arena came on red. On each side of the ramp, there was now a line of cultists standing, heads bowed and faces hidden by their hoods. Standing in the center of the ramp iss Rex Kobra, looking a bit different to how he usually did. His jacket tonight was hoodless. It was a long trenchcoat, hanging all the way to his ankles and was made entirely of snakeskin dyed black. There were no shades. Instead, he stared down at the ring with slitted-pupil eyes. Raven hair was slicked back and his facial hair was shaved. There was a new intensity about him tonight. Behind him, Ramona stood dressed in her usual back-up garb.
I am the bad one Distant and cruel one I am the dream that Keeps you running down
With distraction Violent reaction Scars of my actions Watch me running out
Rex starts down the ramp, his sister following along. His attention never drifting away from the ring. Eyes unblinking focused on his opponent. Bison would be the second step on his true ascension. Erynys had been the first. He had some momentum and he was going to keep it going. In his mind, he imagined all the things that he was going to do to Bison. How he was going to break him. As he passed a pair of cultists, they would raised their head and start following Rex and Ramona.
Hell doesn't want them Hell doesn't need them Hell doesn't love them The Devil's rejects
"And introducing, accompanied by Ramona Tyler, weighing in at 328 lbs...From the The Defiler's Den...The High Priest...Rex Kooooooobra."
Yeah I am the knuckle Bow down and buckle Hold your breath Your world is running down
Live for the family Die with the family All is the family My gun is running out
Rex stops at the end of end of the ramp, and raises his arms to his sides. He can feel the power of the family behind him. Lowering his arms, he makes his way to the steps and stomps up them. As he goes up, the cult starts to circle the ring. At the top, he moves to the middle of the apron and climbs into the ring by stepping over the top rope. In the ring, he moves to the center and drops to his knees. He extends his arms to his sides and gazes up to the heavens. For a moment, the red lights go out. As the lights come back on normal, the cult is nowhere to be seen.
Hell doesn't want them Hell doesn't need them Hell doesn't love them This world rejects them This world rejects them This world rejects them
Rex stands, removes his coat and hands it off to his sister who takes them and sets them on the steps in his corner. Then Rex leans in his corner and glares at his opponent with a ferocity that the crowd had yet to see in his eyes.
As the bell bang, he pushed himself up and out of the corner and stalked toward his opponent with slow, predatory steps.
Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2023 9:46 pm
Bison rolled his neck before the bell, stretching his shoulders out with the ropes. This was a rare moment in the caribbean colossus' career, standing toe to toe with an opponent that rivaled his size and weight class. While he still held an advantage, it was far less daunting than most of his other matches. Bison didnt rely on such things though, not when he had faced men like Chrono as a rookie, and he had trained loke a madman since then. He circled the ring across from Rex, raising his hands to challenge a test of strength. "Come on!" he bellowed
Rex put his hands up and accepted the test of strength. He started to give way after a couple of moments but his sister started to pound on the apron. There was a low murmur in the air that sounded like it could be low chanting from somewhere. The combined effect seemed to keep Rex from giving way to Bison's strength. He started to power back, giving as much as Bison could. He glared at Bison before seeking to break the test of strength with a kick to Bison's abdomen.
Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2023 8:33 am
Bison flexed his powerful frame as he pushed against the defiler. It looked like he was about to bend rex back with his raw might before a boot landed into his midsection, forcing the air from his lungs
After the kick connected, Rex would seek to deliver another one. If it connected, he would clasp his hands together and go for a clubbing blow to Bison's back.
Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2023 10:22 pm
The second kick connected, Bison hunching over. The defiler didnt stop, clubbing Bisons with a loud smack dropping the caribbean colossus to his knee
Not wanting to waste any momentum, Rex ran to the ropes and attempted to deliver a solid big boot to Bison's skull while the other big man was on a knee.
Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2023 9:50 pm
The audience seemed agasp..it was a rare sight to see Bison not starting a match strong with the upper hand. This didnt last too long, however, as Bison grabbed the boot, standing up with a face full of rage.
Glaring at rex, he whipped the leg to the side to spin the defiler around, looking to get a waist lock abd hoist him up, looking to slam him facedown to the mat with a wreslting takedown
Rex had seemingly wasted too much time in going to the ropes. His foot was caught and then he was spun, hoisted, and slammed to the mat. Though the collision with the mat sent him for a loop, he was still able to let out a chuckle, reveling in the pain.
Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2023 6:15 pm
Bison stood up, standing at the prone rexs side as he fkexed his arm
"Mindsets...into grindsets!" He shouted before dropping an elbow towards the defilers lower back
Rex let out a groan as the elbow connected. He rolled in pain and as he landed on his side, he let out a loud, strained laugh.
"A pity you have no mind to set," Kobra said through his pained laughing.
Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2023 2:26 pm
Bison glared down at rhe defiler after his venomous words. Growing angry, Bison the a quick bounce into the ropes and came back with a soccer kick for rex's torso
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