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 Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:39 pm
2.0 wanted to help Hiro. He helped him over to the ropes. He helped him up to rest on them too. He carefully and helpfully placed Hiro chest first on the second rope, so that all the weight of that hatred was off his shoulders and legs. He helped Hiro think and rest. And then he tried to help Hiro get off the ropes by kicking the middle rope up into Hiro's throat.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:42 pm
The kicked rioes connected with Hiro. Just as he'd done to the King, the King did to him. He led him into a false sense of security. Hiro dropped off to the mat, gasping, choking for air. The blood began to pour out of his skull, forming a puddle on the mat and touching up his war paint. It could seriously only get worse form here for the Hated One.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:45 pm
King went over to Hiro and with the fans starting to get behind him, King started to get a little bit of his D-Bag Swagger on. He mounted Hiro from the back and grabbed both sides of his head, and simply started to paint the mat with Hiro's blood, rubbing his face back and forth on the canvas, which had never been used in such a literal sense before.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:50 pm
Hiro's face began to be grinded into the canvas, his wounds being torn open even more, a good amount of the blood coloring the ring. This b*****d, saw a white mat and he wanted painted black, but instead, he had to deal with the red. The fans booed loudly, some not realizing exactly what Hiro had become. Some...liking Hiro still. Hiro reached up, contorting his shoulder blade, as he tried to gouge at King's face, wanting to deal real damage!
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:51 pm
King's eyes were gouged harshly, which caused him to yell out in pain, but more importantly it caused him to recoil from his attack and stand up, staggering away from Hiro and giving him the room he needed to breathe, hate, and recover the momentum of the match possibly.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:00 pm
Hiro turned onto his back...two staples left down in the puddle of messy blood. It seemed that Hiro was covering up staples that were left in his face from Salem Croft. Hiro was breathing heavily, trying to regain his wits and fill up his lungs with the sweet air he'd just lacked for the past few minutes. Hiro again rolled his way to the ropes, but didn't start getting up to his feet right away. He needed this rest, badly. His body wasn't ready for this match, at all.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:01 pm
King's back hit the corner, and all he saw was Hiro sitting up, trying to get to the ropes. 2.0 shook his head, surprised that he'd not been taken advantage of. King smirked and with a crack of his neck, he crouched in the corner, waiting for his opponent to stand and turn around.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:07 pm
Hiro began to get back up, his body aching the whole time...but the grin he had on his face earlier was starting to come back. The fresh blood which continued to leave his face entered his mouth, and Hiro swallowed it all. It stained his teeth. This man was a ******** blood thirsty monster. He stood, and turned to face King, taking a step forward towards him, anticipating something.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:10 pm
The One True King ran out of the corner as soon as Hiro turned around, and at full burst of speed, unable to stop himself if he wanted to, he aimed to deliver unto The Most Hateful Man in Wrestling a Downgrade in attitude, altitude, and physical condition.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:14 pm
2.0 ran in looking for that Downgrader, and as had life lately for the Hated Soul, time slowed down. Hiro knew it was coming. His head, it went and searched all possible counters, something he could do to avoid talking a Downgrader. Time was running thin. Hiro's eyes grew red. His whole face...red.
ALL HE SAW, RED!
Hiro threw up his boot, looking to give King's head something to connect with. Hoping that there would be enough force to really rock Hiro, he'd drop to the mat as well if the big boot connected, and he'd attempt a pinfall!
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:16 pm
King was hit in the head with the boot, and it actually sent him spiraling from the force in midair, to the point that his legs bounced off of Hiro's other, non-booting leg. 2.0 crumpled in a heap as the fans shouted OOOOOH, and King was rolled onto his back for a pinfall.
1!
2!
King rolled his shoulder up at the two count.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:25 pm
Hiro was unable to score the win, but his bloody grin told the crowd and those watching that he simply didnt care. Hiro attempted to deliver a steady amount of headbutts to King, causing him to bleed more, and for his blood to mix with the sweat on King's head. That bloody, sticky, hot mess created would be so uncomfortable, and Hiro wanted to start to get the King out of his comfort zone right about now.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:27 pm
King was uncomfortable as s**t with that kind of tactic, as he became less and less concerned about the possible conciousness loss from headbutts and more and more concerned with wiping gross sticky blood off of his face that wasn't his. He took several strikes to the head at Hiro's behest, unable to prevent them and trying to clean his face in between them.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:29 pm
Hiro delivered enough, he could tell by the fact that another staple fell from his head and landed on top of King's body. Hiro leaned up on his knees, attempting to slap King right across the face. The once well hidden staples were completely visible on Hiro's face now, the lights hitting them and revealing their blood stained shine.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:30 pm
King was slapped in the face, and responded in kind by spitting right in ******** you.
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