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 Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 12:35 am
The pressure was becoming far too much to handle with King beginning to sit down. Even with his torso rising, he knew it would be fatal. He had to work fast...
He didn't know what took over at that point. Whether it was desperation, his anger, afterburners, adrenaline, or just his body reacting to being bent in a near O-shape; whatever it was, it ignited new life in him. "I s-said... LET... GO!" The God of Punks finally demanded as he attempted to pull his legs downward with enough force to slam them into the mat!
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 12:37 am
King was thrown by the might. A god's might. 2.0 let go of the hold as he stumbled forward and had to do a roll-through to catch himself and stagger back up to his feet. He grabbed the ropes to stop his momentum, almost entirely too confused as to what had just happened!
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 12:44 am
The referee was the next man to get away from Shanahan, due to the fact that the man was starting to push himself up to his feet. His back hurt. His back felt like it was close to breaking, actually. But he was still clinging to something, something was keeping him alive at this point.
The God of Punks found himself on his feet quicker than most would have anticipated. He had to react fast, or he risked losing his chance. He whirled around and stagger-sprinted towards King to try and grab him before he could turn around. He attempted to pull the man's head backwards underneath his arm and hastily throw him into the air an reverse suplex, only fall forward in the process to attempt his modified cutter on King, the move he had already tried twice! The Conversion!
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 12:46 am
King staggered backwards from the ropes, still trying to figure out what hurricane or storm had blown through town and shoved him so ridiculously easily off of Matt! He'd had the match won! Never in a million years might he have guessed it was Shanahan himself. He'd have to see the tape for that.
Suddenly his world was filled with the darkness of the inside of Matt's armpit and third time really was the charm when 2.0 was lifted up and planted down hard with the cutter Conversion, flipping right over onto his back, completely laid out from the move!
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 12:55 am
He landed it! Finally! The King had been Converted to Punkology. Though, it was probably a little late to become an advocate for Shanahan's cult-like religious fanbase.
Afterwards, both men seemed to be laid out. With King on his back and Matt laying face-down, it looked like both men were down for the count. A few seconds later, The God of Punks was managing to force himself upward, his eyes wide open; this match was going to turn him into an adrenaline-junkie. Reacting on instinct, his hand shot up one more time with his four fingers held high; the Chapter Four was being signaled again?
Blood was coursing all the way down the WWF:G Hall of Famer's face as he turned to the laid out and lowered his hand, leaning forward in his readied stance to execute his fabled finisher for the second time.
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 12:57 am
King wasn't quick to stand this time. In fact, as 2.0 slowly rolled over, the thunder of the fans cheering and stomping in his heart, he could barely stand to wonder how he was going to survive. It was clear that neither he nor Matt would make it to the next night's WWFG show, but how would 2.0 manage to WIN this match? It seemed impossible. Improbable. King knelt down before Matt, something that he'd never done for another man, and grabbed onto his pant's leg, trying to pull himself to his feet, but not able to do it on his own.
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 1:05 am
There were probably a million pictures being taken of The One True King kneeling in front of The God of Punks. To him, that's where it came full circle; where he told the world that even Kings kneel, and here was the prime example. Where was the rest of the King family to join their father?
The impatience in Shanahan had skyrocketed the moment King began to tug at his pant's leg like a toddler. He attempted to roughly bring the man to his feet with a sharp tug of the hair; he wasted no time in trying to scoop the man up in his arms afterwards.
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 1:07 am
The Man That Time Forgot found himself pulled up to his feet and into Matt's arms without further incident. He was just happy to not have to work to do it. And maybe, just maybe, knowing that another Chapter 4 was on it's way, it was time to just... throw in the towel.
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 1:09 am
To many of the fans, Shanahan held the very fate of this match in his arms. King was dazed and safe within his best friend's grasp... In an alternate reality. Without a single of remorse, Matt's arms tense as he attempted to jerk 2.0 around and slam him down on his knee for the second Chapter Four of the night!
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 8:38 pm
2.0 was once again swung around Matt Shanahan's big chest, his feet coming around in the opposite way that 2.0 would have liked, as his spine slammed down on the knee of the God of Punks once again. 2.0 lay across Matt's back for a little bit, cringing as he slowly slid off and landed on the mat, face down, breathing harshly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:01 pm
The arena went near silent after the Chapter Four had been rewritten in this match. Matt stayed down on one knee for a long moment, his chest expanding with every exhausted breath. It was over, and he knew it. After taking his moment to relax, he nodded to the referee and tried to push King over. From there, he'd aim to hook 2.0's leg and claim his righteous victory!
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:05 pm
King lay on the mat, clenching his fists, back arched. Until Matt put his weight on him and lay him flat, hooking his leg for the pinfall. Yeah, it was time to let it go. Lesson learned...
One!
There it was. Salvation. The light at the end of the tunnel.
Two!
...King. Had. To. Win.
THRE--
2.0 thrust his shoulder up, only a splitsecond in time to spare, the fans errupting into shock, the referee holding up his fingers...
"TWO COUNT!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:11 pm
Victory was his. It was right there. All his work would've paid off. If King would've just stayed down...
An enraged Shanahan stared up at the referee while hastily rising to his feet. "ARE YOU ******** KIDDING ME?!" He screamed at the man in pure defiance against the kick-out. It was -his- win, and it wasn't being given to him. His hands grabbed hold of his short black locks again in frustration, trying his best not to yank out his hair in the process. What was it going to take to break King's crown for good?
With bloodlust clouding his eyes, Matt walked back over to 2.0 and attempted to roughly yank the broken man to his feet and lift him up for yet another Chapter Four! He was going to break Kelly's back!
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:14 pm
2.0 lay on the mat, barely moving after the kickout. There was no light, no salvation. There was simply a wrestling ring, Matt Shanahan, and the win that he was going to claim over him. King didn't struggle when Matt picked him up. King was completely limp when Matt crossed him over his body. King was easy to flip as Matt threw him outward. But when 2.0 swung, he threw his momentum to the side and landed on his feet, rather than on Matt's knee, in perfect position! King swung under Matt's arm and tried to plant the man with a 2.0ver before anything could be said or done about it!
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:17 pm
The God of Punks was prepared to finish the story right then and there. With a powerful, yet hoarse roar, he swung King around for the Chapter Four; however, it would not come to pass. 2.0 landed on his feet, and before he could put up resistance, he managed to drop Matt down to the mat for the 2.0ver! A harsh gasp of pain left the tyrannical giant's lips as he rolled onto his stomach, his hands holding his back in pain!
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