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 Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2015 11:42 pm
While Blackjack was busy introducing chairs into the match, showing that even the new Kelly King Era of BBW couldn't stop the violence that BBW stood, Whale Helmet began to finally stir. He lethargically rolled onto his side, revealing the deep imprint he left on the mats. With quiet grunts of pain leaving his helmet with ever breath, Whale began to struggle back up to his feet!
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2015 12:04 am
Once he finished tossing the chairs into the ring Blackjack moved to check on Whale. He was pleased to find the Helmet back up on his feet. He moved in and swung the final chair he pulled from under the ring. His target however was the apron next to Whale, hoping the crash of impact would startle the marshmallow man into retreating back into the ring.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 12:34 pm
Perhaps much to Blackjack's dismay, the crashing sound sent Whale Helmet in a completely different direction. The Terror of Wales began to break out in a sprint (which looked more like a jog), running around the steel steps and continuing around the outside! He didn't know what was behind him, but he'd be damned if it caugh-
Whale Helmet should've watched where he was going, as he tripped over the corner of the steel steps when he rounded the second corner! He crashed down onto the mats with a loud thud, but was already trying to get back up. He didn't wanted to be a victim of whatever Blackjack had in store! This man once stabbed a guy, after all!
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 8:39 pm
The dumbfounded look on Blackjack's face could inspire Manga artists. His shoulders sank slightly as he came to the conclusion that he would have to drag the Helmet back in himself. Mustering his resolve, Blackjack slid into the ring. He crossed over to look down at the beached Whale. When he noticed that Whale Helmet trying to get back up a sick idea came to mind. Stepping through the ropes, Blackjack stood over Whale Helmet and jumped off, aiming to drive the edge of the steel chair into the back of Whale's helmet.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:24 pm
Just as Whale Helmet was about to push off of his base position, he felt a sudden force on the back of his helmet. While the helmet prevented damage to his head, the force drove him back down into the mat and smashed the front of his helmet against the mat! Even with the helmet on, that never felt good!
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:33 pm
The crashing sound of steel chair on helmet pleased Blackjack who immediately checked the back of Whale Helmet's helmet for damage. With a new dastardly plan in mind, he would move on to the next step. Grabbing the chair by the legs, Blackjack would start swinging the chair down into the back of the helmet, until either it broke, or the chair broke.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:40 pm
The loud crashing sound of the steel chair bouncing off of the thick helmet began to echo around the arena. Some fans cringed, others began to jeer the returning BBW icon. It didn't matter though, because with each hit, that helmet was began to slowly crack open in the back! Each smack with the chair did little but cause extreme vibrations inside the man's helmet, which was beginning to cause a headache.
But after the fourth hit, something miraculous happened. Whale Helmet suddenly pushed off the mat and attempted to propel himself forward by a couple of feet, hoping to smash his helmet directly into Blackjack's groin!
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 10:46 pm
The more mass an object has, the less its momentum has to be in order to deliver stronger force. In this case, Whale Helmet's head crashing into Blackjack's groin felt like it might as well have been a wrecking ball. Blackjack was knocked backwards off his feet and sent tumbling down to the mat, where he lay cradling his beloved gonads.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:01 pm
Whale Helmet fell back down to the mats after connecting with the former BBW Champion's groin, getting a positive reaction from the crowd in the process. It took him some time to get back up to his feet, but once he managed to stumble against the apron, he lifted his arm and let out a bellowing, "ATBAAAAAAAAAAAY!"
The crowd roared with the glorified jobber, which pushed the man to do his next stunt! As he stumbled forward towards Blackjack, he timed his stumble perfectly to coincide with his fall. He attempted to execute a standing body-splash onto his small opponent!
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:08 pm
Blackjack. Was. Not. Prepared. The hardcore connoisseur was still nursing his aching groin when it seemed as if the lights in the arena went out. In reality Whale Helmet blotted out the lights as he fell forward, landing fully on Blackjack and crushing him nearly to the point of popping. The audience shouted out their elation at the crashing splash, cheering for Whale Helmet. Any nose that Blackjack might have made was muffled both by Whale's blubber, and by the fact that all the oxygen had been forced out of Blackjack like a whoopie cushion under a teachers seat.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:26 pm
If there's one thing Whale Helmet knew how to use, it was his weight! After laying on his opponent for what surely seemed like eternity, Whale rolled off of the small man and sat up. With the help of the announcer's table, he got back up to his feet and began to look around the arena. The roaring audience was something he hadn't heard in months! They were behind him, or they just really hated Blackjack; he didn't care either way, he was getting praised! With another raise of his arm, he showed the world that he was more than happy to lead the charge against the returning hardcore tyrant!
Hopefully, his little showboating episode didn't lose him too much time. With Blackjack still down on the mats, there wasn't much Whale could do. So, he did the only thing a sensible face would do. He attempted to pull Blackjack up and roll him back into the ring!
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:34 pm
Blackjack was more focused on refilling his lungs with air than he was on what Whale was doing. He didn't care why the audience cheered for his opponent. Neglecting to put up a fight when Whale picked him up, Blackjack was easy to roll into the ring. In an effort to buy himself a little time he would roll towards the center of the ring and wait for Whale to climb back into the ring.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:45 pm
This was the second hardest part of the match, trumped only by having to get up: getting into the ring. With a grunt, Whale pulled himself up onto the apron and stepped through the ropes, taking his time to do so. He didn't wanna slip, after all. Once in the ring, he'd crouch down into his Sumo stance and wait for Blackjack to stand, if he wasn't already.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:53 pm
By the time Whale was stepping through the ropes Blackjack was starting to get up; so when Whale crouched down Blacksburg had just finally managed to get to his feet. His disorientation left him fully unaware of his opponents intentions. Leaving the former champion a standing duck.
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2015 11:57 pm
Just as Blackjack had fully managed to stand, Helmet took that as his cue to capitalize! With a roar, he charged forward and attempted to pull out a rare spear on his gambling-addicted opponent!
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