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 Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 2:33 pm
 The match was going smoothly for Three, despite being smaller he was controlling Arson at every step. And yet as he watched the man tumble to the floor below, and subsequently try to make it to the barricade, the audience began chanting for Arson! Furiously Three shouted at them. "That's right, cheer for the loser! Ignore the man who'se giving you a spectacle!" The fans cheered that much louder. There was a time when the mere mention of Three's name would incite cheers in the St. Louis crowd. But having watched his dark descent, and the disturbing actions of the night, had left the audience in a state of shock. Now they grasped for some sense of normalcy, even in a man whose reputation was not so spotless.
Anger fueled Three farther, and the demon slipped out of the ring through the ropes. Dropping to the floor he moved to grab Arson as the man picked himself up, and showing shades from their last encounter, Three attempted to run Arson in a circle and whip him right into the barricades he clung to for safety.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 9:28 pm
The crowd was now firmly behind Arson, but that did not change the fact that The Arsonist was getting his a** handed to him by a man who seemed to have the answer for every single thing that was thrown at him. This fact was even further cemented by the fact that Three grabbed hold of Arson and slammed him into the barricade with such velocity that it shifted a section of the barricade forward about 9 inches, causing the people in the front row to spill beer and consessions everywhere as they jumped up out of their seats.
Arson crumbled to the ground like a ton of bricks and laid ther motionless as the people in the ringside area pleaded for The Arsonist to get back up and try to get back into this match. The fans at ringside began screaming profanities at Three to try and distract him from Arson for a moment and a clearly drunken female fan stood up and threw her entire cup of tap beer into the demons face.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 10:02 pm
Three was advancing on Arson to drag him back into the ring. One step away from lashing out with a heavy stomp to Arson's head, and the icy sensation of cold beer washed over his face. The alcohol burned his eyes, disorienting him. A red blur flew past Three and Isis had tackled the drunken girl. She stood no chance against the strength and speed of Three's succubus, and soon enough the demoness tossed the girl over the barrier. Lilith grabbed the girl and both women pulled the woman under the apron. He screams of terror ended shortly after that.
Meanwhile Three was staggering slightly, rubbing the bitter... watery beer from his eyes. He was furious, and blind but he stopped trying to get his bearings. He couldn't hear if Arson had gotten up or not, not with the audience roaring so exuberantly.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 10:12 pm
Lets all pause for a moment to remember the nameless fan who will now never be seen again because she was dumb enough to throw beer on a demon with two succubi that followed him around.... RIP DUMB b***h... okay now The Arsonist had time bought for him thanks to this women sacrificing herself and Jack was gonna make DAMN sure that her sacrificing herself was not in vain, so he got up to his feet and while Three was trying to rub the cheap tap beer from his eyes The Arsonist would try to light his a** up with a series of right and left hands and since the referee was clearly too intimidated by these two men to even make an attempt at doing his job and try and count these men out.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 10:11 pm
Really? A few pop shots at the demon? Seriously?! As Arson's punches connected, each forcing Three a step back, he couldn't decide if he should feel pitty, or be insulted. Here the demon was, having proven he could not only beat Arson; but walk him around the ring like a trained dog, and the only thing Arson tried was a few punches when Three was totally defenceless. The audience seemed to have no complaints, their chants only grew louder with each punch.
Eventually Three ran out of space to back up, Arson's strikes having forced him to the apron. But that's where events would go south for Arson. Accustomed to the rhythm of Arson's strikes, Three ducked under the next punch that came for his face. He would aim a quick kick for the back of Arson's knee. If it connected and dropped the big man, Three would attempt to grab a fist full of hair, and use that grip to slam Arson's face into the apron!
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 10:55 pm
Arson had no intention to throw 57 punches at the Three and the second the demons back hit the apron Arson would raise his right knee into the demons stomach looking to knock the wind out of Threes sails as he continued to try and fight his way back into this match. The crowd now firmly behind Arson roared as the Arsonist tried to turn the tides in his favor.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 12:38 am
Only Arson would be stupid enough to stand around and take 57 punches. As for Three it would have been the fourth strike that he'd dodge. But the numbers didn't matter, because Arson fiunally made a smart move with that knee strike. Three ducked to the side, right into the knee. The blow knocked him back against the apron, and stunned Three for a few seconds. Would Arson have the brains to capitalize on his opponent, opportunities like this were few and far between.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 10:14 pm
Arson had Three right up against the apron, and dazed which left the demon caught between the proverbial rock and a hard place. So Arson did what any man would do in this situation, and that was drop his base and drive his shoulder directly into Three's stomach looking to not only damage his abdomen, but cause a considerable amount of damage to his lower back as well. Arson felt the momentum beginning to shift into his favor and if he was successful with the shoulder block he would quickly look to follow it by grabbing the demon by the head and lifting him up into the air and tossing him into the barricade that Arson just shifted seconds earlier.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 7:51 am
Arson's shoulder block connected, smashing Three's guts, and ramming his back into the hard edge of the ring. He grunted as the air was knocked from his lungs. Before the demon could regain his breath, Aaron grabbed Three and threw him into the weakened barricade. Three's body crashed through the steel, the demon spilling out into the fans. He rolled one, coughing as air filled back into the demon's lungs.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 10:45 pm
Arson could not help but feel a little bit of deja vu as he looked at Three laid out in the crowd who were going insane at the action that these two men always seemed to bring right into their laps...literally. Looking down at Three he couldn't help but smirk as he stepped toward where the demon was laying on the ground. He also could not help but wonder why the ref was hid in the ring instead of coming out and trying to stop these two men from tearing each other apart on the outside of the ring, or at least starting a count. The Arsonist looked into the crowd who was chanting 'ARSON ARSON ARSON' and looked at the fans who were closest to him and said "You want more? Watch this s**t!!!" Arson would then reach down and grab hold of the demons head again before summoning every ounce of strength in his body to jerk the demon up off of the ground and bring him back up to a vertical base. If he was successful in this he would look to drag Three back over to the ringside area before attempting to toss him back into the ring, looking to get this match back where it needed to be so he could try and find a way to put the demon away.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 7:46 am
Three was able to catch his breath, if not painfully. He had just started to roll onto his elbows when Arson grabbed him, and forced him up to his feet. The official watched from the ring, and felt helpless. Three had made it clear that he wouldn't be cowed by threats of paying medical bills. And so when Three grabbed a fan's cup of cheep beer, then threw the beer into Arson's face; he actually looked the other way. That's right, as Arson started to drag Three towards the ring, Three jerked himself away furiously. He looked around for a moment and grabbed a cup of beer from the hand of a cheering fan. Taking the idea from one of Arson's newly devoted, dearly departed, fans; Three looked to throw the contents of the beer into Arson's face. Unless he missed such a close shot, Three would use this distraction as an opportunity to get back into the ring on his own, trying to catch his breath from the knee strike that knocked the wind out of him. He still shouted, "Look at that s**t! That's the s**t you cheer for!" Usually Arson's cheers would turn to Three's jeers, but the volume of the crowd swelled that much more. Chanting for Arson, willing him to recover!
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 6:16 am
As the same cheap beer that Three just had splashed on him was now rolling down the face of The Arsonist one had to wonder if DHW was gonna replace all these drinks that these two men were just stealing from the fans to throw around. Not only that but that young women really was not coming back out from under the ring apron...something must really be wrong with her...rest her soul. But amist all of this, the one thing thatArson could not help but notice was the minute Thee slid back into the ring, the referee actually began a count for Jack!
"1"
Arson thinks to himself as he wipes the beer from his face, <5 minutes we are out here brawling, and now he wants to count> Jack slides into the ring before the ref can reach a count of two...the cheap beer still stinging in his eyes as he tried to make his way up to his feet, in the hope that the ref would be between him and Three so he coul dmake his way back up to his feet.
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 7:33 am
If Arson hadn't learned by now, that the message Three sent to the officials was received, he was even dumber than Three thought. The official did his best to be just out of the way of the demon's rampage. Except that Arson would find no resistance in returning to the ring, or even getting to his feet. It was when he stood up that Three, who had been circling the edge of the ring to stay out of Arson's sight, would come in with a knee strike aimed for Arson's gut. If the blow connected, Three would continue running rebounding off the ropes, and the demon would return with a wind-up European uppercut! The devastating Blackout!!!
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 11:21 am
(card's ending, but you guys have a planned ending, so yeah, do your own ending xd )
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 8:19 pm
The cheap beer was still stinging in The Arsonist's eyes as hr made his way back up to his feet and the crowd was still firmly behind him. He climbed back up to a full vertical base and the crowd was all but screaming for him to look out for what was heading his way. He looked at where Three was coming from but did not have the time to even blink as he was leveled by that nasty uppercut from the demon of the ring. He fell to the ground like a ton of bricks as the crowd gasped as Arson lied motionless on the mat, with little Tweety Birds circling around his head.
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