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 Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 8:58 pm
2.0 hit the stage just as roughly. Sure, he was protected by his own fall, but at the same time, his chest REALLY hurt. He tried not to let Matt see it as he went and made grabby hands at his opponent's legs until he had them both in his grasp. Standing, he folded one inside the other and tried to flip Shanahan over into the No Leaf Clover!
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:03 pm
Kelly King was aiming to lock in one of his signature submissions: the No Leaf Clover. While Matt may have had his head jarred, he knew well enough what King was aiming for here. He struggled to prevent 2.0 from locking it in, going as far as to lean up and attempt to smack his fist against King's face!
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:05 pm
A sound defence. King was bent over his opponent trying to get it locked in, so a punch to the head wasn't out of the realm of possibilities. King kept trying to lock it in, but he was jarred for certain...
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:09 pm
Despite his fists hitting King right in the face, he wasn't giving up on trying to let go of the hold. Well, you know what they say... Desperate times call for desperate measure. With both hands opened, Matt tried to lean forward and jab his thumbs into Kelly's eyes, aiming to push them back and scratch at them as furiously as he could.
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:12 pm
"Ah! AHH! AHHHHH!" King screamed as Matt started to dig his thumbs deep into his eyes and forced 2.0 to let go of Matt's legs, scrambling to step back away from Matt, rubbing his eyes quickly, trying to prevent them from being seriously damaged.
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:16 pm
The cheap tactic was successful, and Matt's legs were freed from impending doom. Shanahan took his time to get back up to his feet, his injuries taking their toll on his body; however, King was still nursing his injured vision when he managed to stand. With them on the stage, Matt only had one idea... He charged at Kelly King as fast as he could, aiming to tackle him off the stage with his own Downgrader a spear!
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:20 pm
King turned around just in time to be hit by an oncoming semi-truck. Or at least it was as wide as one. King was speared rather viciously, and 2.0 and Matt Shanahan took a serious tumble off the side of the stage, falling down onto the hard concrete beside the ramp below!
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:26 pm
For the third or fourth time tonight, Shanahan crashed and burned, but he was sure to take King down with him. A loud groan escaped him as he slowly rolled off of the man and laid on his back, trying his best to recover from the rough landing.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 12:14 pm
King's back felt like a pincushion, which to his knowledge, was not how a back or spine was supposed to feel if it was completely healthy. After being tossed through the Titantron, 2.0 had felt like he could take on anything, but now he wasn't so sure. He just laid there on the concrete, minding his own business, trying to breathe.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 12:36 pm
Unlike last time, Shanahan wasn't going to wait around for the medics to come strap him in -again-. Rolling once more to get onto his stomach, Matt began to cautiously crawl through the narrow space between the barricade and the ramp, his blood-shot eyes narrowed in on the ring. Fighting on the immovable steel and concrete surfaces were taking their toll on his body; his entire torso was racked with pain, his forehead was a bloodied mess and being hit with a hard migraine, and his fists were hurting from direct contact with King's granite-like skull.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 12:38 pm
King wasn't honestly used to being Downgraded. In fact, over his career, he'd rarely been speared at all. This inexperience coupled with that shitty a** fall, as King took a good amount of time to recouperate. With Shanahan not even paying attention, this wasn't too hard, as he rolled over onto his stomach and crawled towards the ramp.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 12:45 pm
Hand in front of hand, The God of Punks continued his slow pace towards the ring area. When he finally appeared from the small gap between the barrier wall and the stage, he felt a sense of relief. Not because he thought he escaped, but because one of those mats were right in front of him. As soon as he hands touched the mats, he pushed himself forward and rolled onto them, laying sprawled out on the thin protective surface. To him, it was like jumping on a queen-sized Serta mattress. He just laid there, staring up at the lights for the time being.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 12:47 pm
If there was one thing 2.0 wanted to avoid for the majority of the match, however long or short the two warriors had in front of them, it would be ******** bricks to the head like Shanahan's fists. His family had wanted to come out and support him, to help him win, but that was not their destiny. Not today. King slid up onto the ramp, instead of the mats, the feeling of the steel cooling down his heated body. It was slightly refreshing. He knew he'd have to stand before Matt to have any chance of beating the big man.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 12:57 pm
Matt laid on the mats for quite some time before he decided that the match held more precedence than his comfort at the moment. With a quiet groan leaving his lips, he began to push himself up to his feet with the help of the ring's apron. He moved to sit on the apron when he was fully standing, his eyes fixated on the man laid out in the middle of the ramp. He wasn't going to charge at him or prepare himself; he merely waited for King to move with eyes brimming with rage.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 12:58 pm
2.0 slowly managed to find himself to his feet without any assistance, but his leg muscles and back were BURNING UP inside his body, so the journey to the center of his gravity wasn't that fun. However, 2.0 wasn't looking at Matt when he finally got to his feet. He was facing the wrong way, so he slowly had to stumble about to face his opponent.
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