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 Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 2:13 pm
With Freak out of the way, Landry made a break for the backstage area, heading through the curtains to find Chrono.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 2:26 pm
Chrono appeared behind Landry and with a lead pipe in his hand attempted to swing that pipe aimed for the back of Landry's head.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 2:34 pm
Freakshow starts to pull himself up using the ring banners. <********..." He whines, palming at the area above his eye, which had been nicked a little bit when he hit the stairs. The brunt of the impact was in his back though. He didn't know where Landry or Chrono had gone. His number one priority was to get back into the ring where he believed he was, within reason, safe.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 2:50 pm
And Landry went down like a sack of bricks. You can be as tough as there is, but no one stays standing after a shot to the back of the head with a lead pipe.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 3:01 pm
Chrono let out a laugh, "You stupid son of a b***h.. How bout you stick around and after I'm done with Freak, I'll come back for you..." Chrono said as he reached into his back pocket and produced a pair of handcuffs as he attempted to handcuff Landry to a table.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 3:35 pm
Freakshow slowly drags himself up with help of the ring ropes. The second he's back on his feet, he starts to anticipate another shot, he braces himself... But it never happens.. Confused, he looks all around, where could he have gone? He begins to piece together in his mind something that was pretty close to what had actually occurred. A grin spreads across his face.
Still knocked a bit loopy, he starts towards the ref, grabbing onto the officials shoulder, both to shake him and to use him for support. "Count him out! Fast! Hurry!" Freak orders in between heavy breaths.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 5:19 pm
The ref could have counted to 100, there was no way Landry was going to get back to the ring after being handcuffed to the table, despite his constant thrashing. He was counted out, and Freakshow was the winner by default. How the referee couldn't see what happened backstage like the rest of the audience could was beyond him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 6:51 pm
Paint it Black began to play in the arena, Chrono's theme song as he made his way through the backstage and walked down the ramp, lead pipe was in his hand. "Oooooooooh Freakshooooooooooow.... Time to cash in on that receipt I owe you....." Chrono said in a sadistic manner as he began walking down the ramp, his eyes widened.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 6:56 pm
Freakshows celebration is cut short, his eyes widen as Chrono starts down the ramp.. "Hey, hey, hey.." He says as his former boss arrives at ringside, within earshot, his voice wavering. He starts to back up, hands help up defensively, but there wasn't much of anywhere to run, smack dab in the middle of the ring.. "C'mon.. I didn't mean it!" His pleads, "Really, I didn't even know it was you!" He gesticulates madly, panic in his voice. "And this stuff with Mike? None of it's my fault, honest!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:06 pm
Chrono got on the ring steps and slowly but ominously walked up it. The sadistic smirk never left his face as he shook his head slowly. He entered the ring and tapped the pipe at his side."Ssssssshhhhhh" he said as he waved the pipe in front of his face making a 'tsk tsk' sound escape his lips.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:21 pm
The second Chrono gets in the ropes to make his entrance into the ring, Freakshow pivots on his foot and breaks towards the ropes. If Freak had one thing and one thing only that Clepysydra didn't have, it'd be speed.. Damn near sprinting to make his escape, safe exit be damned, he would all but dive out of that ring.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:30 pm
With Lead pipe in hand, Chrono wasn't about to chase after Freakshow, so he did the next best thing. He aimed and tossed the lead pipe at the back of Freakshow's head.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:36 pm
clunk
"AGH!" A chilling shock shoots up Freaks back as the lead pipe doesn't bash Freaks head open, but instead nails him right above the a** just as he's midway ut of the ring. "FuuUUUuuUuuuuck" He hugs tightly to the ropes before slithering into a slumped position against the ropes.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:47 pm
With Freakshow on the ground, after being knocked in the a** by the lead pipe that Chrono aimed at his head with. Obviously Freak's head must be up his a** or something, either way Freak was down and Chrono got out of the ring and made his way towards Freak.
"#PipeinAss is now trending worldwide..." Chrono said sarcastically as he grabbed his title belt off the announce table. "You see Freak, you might've thought it was cute to wear MY Undisputed title, you might've thought it was cute to sucker punch me from behind" Chrono said as he waited for Freakshow to get up before he attempted to bash him in the face with the title belt.
If successful he'd go on to say "Let the pipe in the a** be a lesson to you for that's the closest you'll EVER get to MY Undisputed title.."
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:53 pm
Drooling a little bit, Freak, not in a clear state of mind, couldn't hear much of what Chrono said, but he knew they weren't kind words. He had beating induced tunnel vision, and was focused on finding his way back up so that he could exit the ring. His attention was not, unfortunately, on the near seven foot belt wielding champion behind him.
Hands on the top rope, he leans backwards, lets go, turns around and walks right into a shot with the belt. The shot sends him careening back right back into the ropes, his body not quite moving with his mind. He falls through the middle rope, bumps into the edge of the ring, lands on his feet, his legs collapse underneath him, he falls onto his rear, and rocks onto his back. If he wasn't out cold, he probably wished that he was.
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