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 Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:32 pm
XxCuddlexBugxX Oh well thats good than. *Angel says as the doctor looks her over and lifts her shirt some showing her ribs burised badly.* Doctor: Will good new is ur back is fine just a bit bruised, but you have a few broken ribs and a bruised hip. Your hip wont take long to heal or your ribs as long as you take it easy and rest. *Angel gets bandaged up and is ok to leave.* Will this should be fun trying to rest.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:32 pm
*Taker laughed* "What's the problem Orton? if you remember I have a 13-0 UNDEFEATED wrestlemania record..what do you have? That's right..no record that can top mine. But anyways, let's cut tot he case...
Orton..I want a match against Omega this PPV coming up. However..I want it for that piece of metal he has...
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:36 pm
Okay, old man, I am the youngest World Heavyweight Champion ever and the 11-time World Champion in this fine business. So, I deserve a little respect from an old man who pretends to be dead.
*The crowd continued to boo Randy Orton.*
As for your demands, it won't happen. Grandpa, you will face Omega next Saturday in a match with stipulations yet to be reveiled.
*Orton paused to let his words sink it.*
I hope you bring your top-notch game. And don't hate me. Not only am I better looking, but I'm just plain better.
*The Legend Killer dropped the microphone as "Burn in My Light" hit once more. The Chairman went backsage.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:41 pm
"Bring..it..on..Orton. You may be..the youngest champion..but when I reach that level..you will be..the last..
And Orton..you think what you want...but you're only the best cause nobody..likes..you
*crowd cheers Taker*
Orton..when the time comes..I will put you to rest..
For I know...many others..who will return the favor..Until then..say your prayers..Randy...Keith..Orton *his song plays as he rolls his eyes in the back of his head and the screen cuts off then a bolt of lightning hits the ring as the screen then shows..
R.I.P then cuts off*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:44 pm
Death thy name Undertaker "Bring..it..on..Orton. You may be..the youngest champion..but when I reach that level..you will be..the last.. And Orton..you think what you want...but you're only the best cause nobody..likes..you *crowd cheers Taker* Orton..when the time comes..I will put you to rest.. For I know...many others..who will return the favor..Until then..say your prayers..Randy...Keith..Orton *his song plays as he rolls his eyes in the back of his head and the screen cuts off then a bolt of lightning hits the ring as the screen then shows.. R.I.P then cuts off* *Randy looked at the screen in shock. Suddenly, he smirked.* I got three things for you too: R...K...O.... *Then he went backstage.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:48 pm
*Angel walked out of the medical room holding her ribs and walked towards her locker room.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:49 pm
*Randy Orton walked in, wearing a shirt with the words RKO on the front and the Legend Killer on the back. He was asking the stage hands if they saw the Deadman.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:52 pm
*Orton pushed the stagehand and walked away.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:54 pm
XxCuddlexBugxX *Angel walked out of the medical room holding her ribs and walked towards her locker room.* *Angel got tired of siting down and doing nothing so she gets up and goes out of her locker room and walks the halls after getting a bottled water.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:55 pm
*Orton walked up to Angel.*
Hey.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:58 pm
Rich Harden Oakland A *Orton walked up to Angel.* Hey. Hey Orton, how are you? *Angel says holding her ribs trying to hide her pain.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:01 pm
*Omega headed backstage smiling lightly. He limped slightly as he walked down the hallway.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:02 pm
XxCuddlexBugxX Rich Harden Oakland A *Orton walked up to Angel.* Hey. Hey Orton, how are you? *Angel says holding her ribs trying to hide her pain.* Fine. The Undertaker really messed you up. But don't worry. I will be the one who will finally finish off the Deadman. I spit on his legacy. As a matter of fact, I created a retirement fund for the Phenom. *Orton took out a metal box and put a few pennies in it.* Do you want to donate?
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:06 pm
Rich Harden Oakland A XxCuddlexBugxX Rich Harden Oakland A *Orton walked up to Angel.* Hey. Hey Orton, how are you? *Angel says holding her ribs trying to hide her pain.* Fine. The Undertaker really messed you up. But don't worry. I will be the one who will finally finish off the Deadman. I spit in his legacy. As a matter of fact, I created a retirement fund for the Phenom. *Orton took out a metal box and put a few pennies in it.* Do you want to donate? Ya he did, still don't know why. He must be a chicken s**t to go after a girl. Neways sure *Puts in two balls.* Now maybe he well get the balls hes always wanted. *Angel laughs some holding her ribs more.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:08 pm
*Orton laughed.*
Now take it easy, Angel. As for the Deadman, leave him to me. He will hear the three sweetest letters in the English language soon: R..K..O... And he will really be a Deadman walking...
((g2g.))
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