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 Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 2:35 pm
Omega was still down on the ground and the second he looks up its the Saint coming flying at him in a desperate attempt to avoid more damage done to him he attempts to lift his legs up and stop Jaykob's Elbow from connecting
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 2:43 pm
As Jaykob was dropping towards Kid the opponent brought up his foot, Jaykob's face flashing of desperation as he realized it was too late, his aggression had gotten the better of him. The rising boot collided with his right bicep, and tossed him off trajectory, The Saint hitting the mat only inches away from his target. As his body hit the mat he rolled away, left hand grasping at the bicep, and his face twisted in a pained expression. "Hnnnn!" He bit down on his lip, as low groans of pain sounded, it appeared the velocity had caused significant damage to his arm. He rolled to his feet with some difficulty, and leaned his back against the barricade, massaging the affected area as best he could, a bruise forming on the arm as he winced, clenching his teeth. "Shhhh! Hahhhh!..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:02 pm
Omega let out a sigh of relief as his desperate ploy worked he slowly sat up and then got to his feet shaking his leg despite it working it still hurt Omega as well he walked over to Jaykob's body and attempted to stomp on his aching arm
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:07 pm
((Actually dude I stated that I was on my feet, leaning against the barricade, but no harm done, we'll just say it's a kick to the arm instead of a stomp.))
Jaykob was concentrating on recovery when Omega moved up and landed a solid boot to his bruised bicep, slamming it against the security barricade, as Jaykob let out a howl of pain. "Ahhhhhhh! Uhhhnnnn!..." Jaykob continued to lean against the barricade, slowly sliding down to sit on the floor, back pressed against it, desperately trying to shake the numbness out of his arm.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:27 pm
((whoops my bad dude was misreading things sweatdrop ))
Omega laughed as the fans chanted "You suck!" with a select few chanting "Omega!" and "Velocity Rules!" he looked down at the Sain and decided to return a favor to him and attempted to strike with a series of blows to the head
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:33 pm
Jaykob looked up with and snarled at Omega, unable to attack, though his opponent was just within reach. Soon enough the blows came raining down, and Jaykob's arm was too damaged to properly protect himself. A series of punches right on target smashing into his cheek, nose, jaw, and eye, his head jerking to the left with each strike, blood starting to fill his mouth. "Hur! Hur! Hahhhhhhh!!!" Jaykob roared as he tasted his own blood, and shot his healthy arm upwards between Omega's legs, going for a low blow, as he bellowed a furious cheer.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:40 pm
"Ooooh!" was the sound the crowd made as the Low Blow connected normally they'd boo whoever did it but since it was done to Omega, a member of the much hated Velocity Stable, they cheered loudly for The Saint. Omega took a step back clutching onto his family jewels before falling to his knees from the pain. He made no sound nor noise as he fell back he was left speechless from the hit
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 7:41 pm
The battered Jaykob got to his feet, a wicked smile on his face, as he through his head back and cheered, standing over his crumbling opponent. "Yeaaahhh! That's how it's doon in St.Johns!" He bellowed in that thick Newfoundland accent. Turning around for a moment he leaned into the crowd and gave the nearest pair, a young couple a hug, just for a little fun, wrapping them both around the neck, and then playfully giving them both a kiss on the cheek, before letting out a cheer, and turning back to his opponent.
Jaykob decided to move around behind Kid Omega, a vicious look in his eyes, he had an idea. He was thinking about finishing this one nice and early as he glared at Omega, staggering to his feet, and charged, leaping at his back. Jaykob was attempting his finisher, The Breaks, normally a devastating leaping face buster with his opponents arm locked between the attacker's legs so he couldn't protect his face, but this time Jaykob intended to employ his the lethal finisher with a twist, and drive his opponent face first into the barricade, with all of his weight coming down on the head and neck, if this hit it would hurt!
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 10:27 pm
Omega was slow to get to his knees as he still clutched his family jewels he looked on as Jaykob started walking behind him he didn't know what was planned but he knew he had to do something or else he'd get dominated by his much younger and less experienced Saint. He had a plan to stop the assault he crawled towards the barricade
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 2:23 pm
As Omega crawled against the barricade, preventing Jaykob from performing his finisher. This wasn't much of a deterrent as The Saint moved and attempted to unleash a series of vicious stomps, grinding Omega into the barricade.
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 2:31 pm
Omega got met with the stomps from the Saint and got pushed into the barricade by the Saint. He could try and take the low rode that Jaykob took and hit a low blow but Omega had another idea. while the stomps were raining down he'd try to grab onto his pants and pull him into the barricade smashing his face into it
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 2:37 pm
As Jaykob unloaded a series of stomps to his downed opponent Kid managed to grab him by the tights and pull back, The Saint smacking face first into the the barricade, and going limp, as his head jerked back, and his body collapsed against the floor, more blood starting to pour from his mouth, and a clear black eye visible from the previous series of blows delivered by Omega. Both competitors had taken a pretty bad beating in this round.
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 2:51 pm
Omega just sat there as his ploy worked but it came with a price of the beating at the feet of Jaykob as he took several stomps. He managed to scoot away from Jaykob a bit to keep distance between them two
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 2:55 pm
Jaykob slowly began to come to, as he spit up a mouthful of blood, tainting the ringside red, as he wiped his mouth, and coughed hard. Slowly with a loud groan he staggered to his feet, leaning on the barricade, the only way he could stay on his feet, desperately attempting to shake his head clear, as he ran his hands through his long brown hair, and placing his finger tips against his swollen cheek and busted lip. He was in rough shape.
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 3:02 pm
Omega used the barricade as a means to get back up to his feet he looked at the Saint. He stood there and instead of going in to attack he ran into the ring and awaited his opponent a sinister plan brewing in his mind
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