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 Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:38 am
Alexander stared at Freakshow, his eyes slowly burning with anger. He backed up a single step, and waited for Freakshow to get in, tilting his head to right again...
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:46 am
Freakshow grins, clapping for his opponent, "Hey, look at that!" Freakshow starts clapping for Alexanders good comprhension skills, "Not bad for a Dutchman," He gets up onto the apron, and shoots a glance back towards Brantley, "Watch, this'll be easy," With a bit of apprehension, Freakshow slips through the ropes, into the ring.
"Alright," Freakshow slaps his chest a few times, then steps forward, hand raised in the air for a test of strength.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:49 am
Alexander was getting angry with Freakshow's show of disrespect, but wasn't going to show it. He stared up at the hand for a moment, then back at Freak. He slowly lifted his own hand to grab it... And then would attempt to send a round of side kicks to Freak's ribs as soon as he got a grip on his hand!
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:55 am
"Come on!" He wiggles his fingers a bit, "Power wrestling!" Thwack-! The kick connects flush with the side of Freakshow! He yelps out in pain, rears back, and falls onto his a**. He quickly scoots backwards on his bum, and latches onto the nearby refs leg for protection, "You said you'd keep him back!" He said in between gasps for air, using the official as a shield of some sort..
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:58 am
Alexander watched Freakshow, and actually laughed. A cruel, dark laugh. This match was going to be fun for the masked man...
He slowly stepped towards Freakshow, then would attempted to run at him, aiming a kick to his chest!
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:08 am
The official wiggles free from Freakshows grasp, allowing him to be nailed with a stiff kick to the chest! "Gah!" He shrieks as he clutches at his chest, using his other free limbs to try pushing himself into a neutral corner.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:11 am
Alexander laughed as he stared down at Freakshow. He thought he was going to get away? Oh no...
As Freakshow kicked his way into the turnbuckle, Dramien would follow closely behind, cornering him... Alexander stood ready, wanting Freakshow to put up a fight.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:18 am
Freakshow leans through the bottom and middle ropes, intending to cause a break in the action, he starts waving Dramien away. The ref, who had an obligation to give the man room in this situation, got between to again back the masked man off.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:20 am
Alexander stared at the ref, his eyes merciless. He took a single step back, and focused his attention back to Freakshow, waiting for the pathetic man to stand.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:23 am
Now with someone in between them, Freakshow, who'd dragged himself to his feet, found it to be an appropriate time to spit on Dramien from his corner. Whats the worst that could happen?
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:26 am
The spit landed on Alexander's shoe, a true sign of disrespect. Dramien looked down at it, then back at Freakshow, letting out a loud huff of air. With quick speed, he ducked under the ref and charged at Freakshow, hoping to jump onto to man and smash him into the turnbuckle! If successful, he would try to wrap his legs around him and send a flurry of... Headbutts to the man's forehead!?
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:39 am
Brantley got up on the apron and started clapping for Freakshow. He began to yell at Dramien, "How'd it feel in Chernobyl?! Is that why you wear a mask? I don't know how they do it in Soviet Russia but you respect veterans here!" Brantley knew this wasn't the best to do, but whattya gonna do.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:39 am
There would be nothing of the sort, as soon as the spit landed near Alexanders shoe, Freakshow had made a hasty exit, nearly diving through the ropes to get out of the ring. He lands on his feet on the outside, and the moment he hits the ground, he's sprinting to the other, friendly side of the ring.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:48 am
Alexander barely landed on the turnbuckle, almost flipping over it. He watched Freakshow run to the other side of the arena, his eyes narrowing. He looked over at Duality, realizing that he had a partner. He hopped down from the turnbuckle and slowly walked over to him, going for a tag.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 11:55 am
Freakshow slides into the ring, and pulls himself up to his feet. He looks across the ring, and see's Alex tagging in Duality. He turns towards Brantley, "Ok, seriously this time, this guy sucks. I pinned him. He sucks," And with that, he tags in his partner with a sense of urgency.
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