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 Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2015 5:54 am
Asimov, satisfied with his attack, continued to breathe heavily. He stood up, attempting to stomp on the back of his knee.
Anton, meanwhile, managed to drop his cigarette. He put it out, and then pulled a cigar from his coat pocket. He stood, making his way over to Don Shaquille. He lit the cigar and pocketed the lighter, pulling another cigar out after. When he made it to the other side, he offered the cigar to Don. Just because they were on opposite sides doesn't mean they can't be sporting.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2015 11:16 pm
Big mack roared as his knee was stomped in, the big future champ getting back up to his feet, aiming ab upoercut to asimovs gut.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 10:59 am
Don graciously accepted the cigar from the fellow manager at ringside, far too gone to realise that the two were supposed to be enemies. He plucked it from Anton's hand with a wide, toothy smile, before running it along his nose, taking a looong sniff.
"Das some good s**t dawg, das a classy move, dawg got class, nowhadamsayin? Yo aite, dawg, yo aite."
He put it in his inner pocket, before pulling out a lighter. Why? No idea. Even he looked baffled as to why he'd replaced one with the other. After a few peculiar moments, he reached into his other pocket pulling out a... oh for ******** sake.
The fat ******** lit the doobie he just pulled out of his pocket, struggling to ignite the spark. "Cmn Mck, gt t' gn," he mumbled, as he held it between his lips. When it finally lit, he took a long drag, unleashing a smokey grin. He looked befuddled as he turned to Anton, who he had forgotten was there. He took the smoke from his mouth, offering it to the other manager.
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2015 3:14 pm
Anton withdrew his own cigar from his mouth, gesturing that he already had one. Just because they were on opposite sides did not mean he was incapable of being gentlemanly. He returned to the other side of the ring, back to his chair, and to watch his associate work.
Asimov, meanwhile, was met with a fist to the gut. He grunted at the shot, but continued to breathe normally. He would respond by attempting to smack Mack with a strong backhand.
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Punkology rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 1:43 pm
[This is one of the harder ones to decide, as storyline wise, both could use it. So I'm gonna go with a good ol' fashioned dice roll.
Asimov - Odds
Big Mack - Even]
[The winner of this contest is Asimov via pinfall.]
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