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PostPosted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 3:56 pm


User ImageIt appeared Blackjack had staggered Tiger Hat, leaving him dazed on the ropes. A smirk spread across Blackjack's face and he started fishing in his pocket for something. "Yah did good for a droog, but as luck would have it, you've just come up bust."

Blackjack pulled a set of brass knuckles from his pocket, holding them up for the audience to see. He stilled the weapon over his fingers, and threw a haymaker with all the force his large frame could, right for Tiger Hat's face!
PostPosted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 3:32 pm


Tiger was befuddled by the previous blows, but it was still early game, and he wasn't out just yet. He still didn't understand anything Blackjack was saying (Tiger himself being unfamiliar with the work of Anthony Burgess), but he did understand that being blasted with brass knuckles was bad for his chances. Using the ropes he was on, he pushed himself into a roll, ducking out of the way of the punch. However, due to his disadvantageous stance, he didn't get the momentum to get back to his feet. He landed somewhat awkwardly on his back, scurrying away.

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PostPosted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 7:06 pm


User ImageBlackjack's fist soared over Tiger Hat as he narrowly escaped his own doom. The momentum Blackjack carried behind that punch sent him sprawling. He stumbled forward, and fell over the top of the ropes, spilling out to the floor outside of the ring with a thud. His anger rose and he pushed himself up, screaming with fury. Blackjack grabbed the apron and ripped it from the ring shouting in frustration. He slapped at the mat and shouted at Tiger Hat, "You worthless imbecile, you're just a pathetic joke!" Blackjack ripped at his shirt, and turned when he heard the fans behind him shouting jeers. With a furious roar Blackjack charged forward to dropkick the barricade into the fans sitting on the front row! "You will not laugh at me!"
PostPosted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 8:05 pm


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The barricade came apart, a portion of it crashing into the front row of fan. Blackjack landed on his back, on the cement. His back arched from the sudden shock of pain reaching behind himself to hold his spine. Tiger Hat seemed somehow cowed by Blackjack's tantrum ignoring the perfect opportunity to attack his opponent. Blackjack would rise within a few moments. Stepping past the broken barricade to grab a now empty steel chair. Blackjack turned back and dashed into the ring sliding so that he could use the momentum to pop up to his feet. "Time's up y'ah litt'l s**t. Suck steel!" Blackjack's popup would turn into a charge, the deranged man swinging the chair down at Tiger's head!

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PostPosted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 1:12 pm


Tiger Hat watched as Blackjack attacked the fans. Y'know, for a man dressed like a tiger, it was beginning to seem quite bizarre that he was the sanest guy in the entire arena. When Blackjack was quite done with his tantrum - a move which left Tiger baffled, and more than a little wary - he came charging back towards the ring, weapon in hand. Tiger backed out of this one; he quickly rushed down and back, exiting the ring. He wanted none of what Blackjack was right now. He stumbled as he landed on the ground below the ring, falling onto the barricade to stay standing.
PostPosted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 4:48 pm


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Blackjack's trjectory changed only slightly when Tiger Hat retreated from the ring. He lowered his chair and slowed down in the center of the ring for a moment, allowing him to maintain a bearing on his slick opponent. Then, suddenly, he was running again. Blackjack dashed across the remainder of the ring, and dove into the air, leaping into a mighty suicide dive. He refused to release the chair, instead he held it against his chest as he soared over the ropes. Blackjack would come crashing down, like a steel lined meteor, hell bent on leaving a crater where Tiger Hat had been previously standing.

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PostPosted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 7:57 pm


[The winner of this contest is Blackjack via pinfall.]
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