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 Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2008 6:37 pm
Bad Boy started talking after Brody's last line.
Bad Boy: Man, I'm from the streets of Cleveland, where we have always gotten the respect, and we kept it by doing what we do best, but here I'm going to guess that I'm going to have to kick your big clumsy Irish posing a** next week.
Bad Boy looked up at the big guy, slowly backing up getting enough space to watch his movement incase of emergency punishment any other careless person would take.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 5:02 pm
It was all Brody could do not to laugh. "Holy Crap, Cleveland. Better watch out for this guy. Dude, if your trying to act tough, try not saying your from Ohio. Ohioans are like the least Bad-a** people you can come across. Belive me. I'm from Zanesville M'self." Brody nodded at him and started towards the parking lot. "Guess I'll see you next week.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 10:08 pm
Xaius was backstage, in the locker room, getting ready for his next match. This would be an oaky match, he didn't think anything special would come from it, just another tie on the notch of victorys for Xaius. Now he wasn't cocky or anything like that, he just already knew, that if he could defeat Jacq Timur, he could be this guy. He sat on the bench infront of his locker, staring at a mirror that was inside.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 10:29 pm
 I am a Slave to the music... I shall make Rave Slaves of all of you as well. .::. Raven came into the men's locker laying her beautiful glazed eyes on the Winner of a match against the TV champion, Xaius Demented. She walked over to him smiling as she ran her hand across his back,"Great job out there against Jacq Xaius... very impressive, I came down to the ring to see you fight, not Jacq, and you made me proud... made me think, How would you like an successful past manager at your side, I mean I won't get in your way or anything, I just want to be there when you reach the top... I could help you get there" she said seductivly. .::.
[[I'm stalking u lol 3nodding ]]
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 11:26 am
Xaius kept staring at himself in the mirror in his locker as she talked to him. It would seem from her point of view that he was ignoring her, but he was instead listening to every words she was saying. He finally turned his head to her,"You want to be my manager... then you surely must know the things to come of this partnership... there will be good times, and then the Consequences will come... I warn you once, no more" Thats was Xaius' basic way of sealing the partnership.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 2:51 pm
The locker room door swung open revealing Jacq in the doorway! He attempted to step through, but the wings sewn on his back were to big. Jacq fumbled around a bit before managing to get through. He slung his television title over his shoulder and approached Xaius Standing behind the man Jacq cleared his throat and spoke.
"Jacq wants a rematch."
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 2:09 pm
Lillia walked around back stage, nervous about her match and meeting her new partner.
Nolee saw her new partner, Lillia and walked over, "Howdy, I'm Nolee Lacroux." she was a big girl but she had a heart of gold and was ready to have a new friend on this show.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 3:39 pm
Xaius wasn't phased by Jacq's request at a rematch. He starred at himself back in the mirror. He then stood up and looked at Jacq,"Jacq Timur... you say you want a rematch... yet your mind is telling you to stay away from me, I advise you to listen to your mind for once Jacq. Leave it alone, before..." He looked at the TV title, starring, and back at his face,"... before your title leaves you for a wiser man... Think..." He pushed past him heading to the ring for his next match.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 4:01 pm
A smirk crossed Jacq's face as he realized how he could utilize his belt. He turned around to face the door as Xaius headed out towards his match. Jacq turned his attention to Xaius' (possibly) manager.
"Jacq wants a rematch."
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 4:29 pm
I am a Slave to the music... I shall make Rave Slaves of all of you as well. .::. Raven looked as Xaius left the locker room for his match. She looked at Jacq, the Cajun, he seemed a bit cocky to her. She walked to him, and looked up to his face,"You want Xaius... Well, in the next cycle... challenge him to a match... I will make sure he accepts... I liked that match out there between you two, I wouldn't mind seeing it happen again, this time... with the thoughts of stipulations... You... have a nice day... Jacq." She left him laughing as she headed to the women's locker room. .::.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 2:25 pm
"...Why do people call jacq weird when we have characters like this running around?" Jacq muttered more to himself than anyone else. He exited the locker room as well and began to head towards the ring. He wanted Xaius to accept now not later.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 1:19 pm
Jude walked through the backstage area. His eye twitched. He had found himself a large grouping of crates, stacked quite high. He quickly climbed up them, reaching the very top crate. From there, he perched, watching the ground below. Waiting...
His eye twitched once more.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 5:22 pm
A black, Chevy Silverado pulled into the arena, stopping at a parking spot. The music blaring from the inside stopped along with the music. After a moment, a man stepped out from the truck... A man that had not been in a Whiplash arena in a long time: Matt Shanahan. He grabbed his baseball bat from inside the truck, and then slammed the door shut. He then walked into the arena, adjusting his shades to block out the light. He was finally back on Whiplash. Even if it was for one night only.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:15 pm
Matt paced backstage trying to get himself focused for his teg tem title conteder match. He was all decked out in his wrestling equipment complete with face face paint and water soaked hair( to help him from over heating to quickly).
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 5:12 pm
Azza paced the backstage area leaving the roaring crowd behind him, he laughed to himself "man it feels good to be back" a broad smile beheld Azza's face while he continued to walk around the backstage areas looking for any other competitors who could fill him in on details about the company...or just buy him a beer.
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