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 Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 6:40 am
Mr. X felt like Xavier's follow up attack on Matt Draven was, well, nice. He decided to join in on this attack and double team him. Mr. X quickly approached Xavier and Matt and would attempt a legdrop onto Matt's upper abdomen, ala Jeff Hardy. (;
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 7:17 pm
While Cross pretended to be Jeff Hardy, X decided to be Matt Hardy. Where was Draven in all this? Why he was the one being hit with the tandem offensive move and was in pain.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 11:41 am
After connecting with the leg drop simultaneously with Mr. X, Xavier stands up and focuses his attention on X now. Xavier waits for X to stand so he could go for a toe kick and follow it up with a knee lift if he bends over from the toe kick.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 10:25 am
Mr. X rolled away, slowly standing and applauding himself and Xavier for their excellent coordination. He turned around, only to be greet with a toe kick to his gut, causing him to slouch over. The knee lift also connected, causing Mr. X to collapse solemnly onto his back.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 4:35 pm
Xavier hurries himself to try and turn both guys over onto the stomachs. If he can he'll grab for one leg from each guy and attempt a single leg crab hold on both men at the same time.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 12:31 pm
Mr. X seemed to be in a rather unfortunate spot at this point as Cross managed to turn him over. It wasn't that he was so weakened that he couldn't fight back, it was the odd thing that he was turning both X AND Matt. Regardless, it seemed that he allowed the single leg boston crab to be locked in. Mistake.
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:42 pm
Matt didn't know what X's issue was, but he had still been hurting from the double team and had been easily rolled onto his stomach. Locked into the single leg Boston crab. Though that stop him from looking over at X and shouting: "TRY AND ROLL FORWARD!"
If X heard him, then maybe the two of them could escape as well as inflict some pain upon Cross!
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 2:15 am
Mr. X's single leg ached in pain. 'Single leg. He didn't realize that he could easily compose himself and do a, "TRY AND ROLL FORWARD!" He heard Matt scream his own thoughts. Attempting to lift himself into the air, Mr. X would try to curl forward and reverse the manuever on Xavier!
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 3:36 pm
Xavier didn't have the strength to hold down both guys and is forced to releases the holds on both guys. Xavier is rolled as well but backwards. He hit the mat with his back and rolled backwards onto his front. Xavier begins to stand up onto one knee, placing an arm around his back.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 9:59 am
Mr. X rolled away from Xavier... Actually, he kept rolling until he rolled right out of the ring. Placing his feet outside of the ring, he stepped onto the ring outside, somewhat disease. Reaching for his head, he shook his head briefly to shake the cob webs away and coughed a little as he walked over casually to the first ladder. Folding it, he turned towards the ring, pushing it in.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 11:43 am
Matt was up to his feet, after taking a knee and glaring at Cross for a few moments, and he ran at the ropes parallel to Mista X. He would then try to rebound off of them and dropkick the ladder back to the outside, and into X if he could!
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 11:31 am
Ha! Mr. X wasn't an idiot, his eyes fell upon Matt Draven but he didn't enter the ring yet after he had pushed the ladder inside. He watched the man bounce off the opposing ropes and run towards the ladder, his feet slamming against it and the ladder projectiling itself at him! Mr. X smirked and took a step to the side, turning his body away from the ladder. It was too bad he didn't take more than one step because his oh-so clever plan didn't workout the way he thought. The ladder was a lot bigger than that and it slammed into his shoulder, sending him off his feet and onto his side. He laid in pain on the ground, his opposite arm gripping his shoulder as he rubbed it as if trying to nurse it back to health.
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