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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 12:49 pm
"Because I am the World heavyweight Champion" Orton siad as he touched his title on his houlder
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 12:51 pm
"But I am pretty sure that isn't gonna save you from the Undertaker..." he said smiling
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 12:52 pm
"Im used to his mind games" Randy said
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 12:59 pm
*all of a sudden a thought about melina popped in his head. he shook his head and went back to thinking about other things*
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:01 pm
*lola was walking around backstage*
*the hurricane was talking to a stagehand*
((hey rko can I be raven?))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:02 pm
((yea you have 2 more charcters to go))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:03 pm
~ Melina continues to wait as she looks at her nails ~
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:03 pm
"Well I give all the power to you, but even the Legend Killer can't take on two people at the same time." he said, now with a straight face
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:05 pm
"Yea but thanks for your offer" Orton said
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:06 pm
*raven was walking around backstage thinking of ways to tourture his enemy's*
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:09 pm
((G2g...See ya guys tomorrow..or later...))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:25 pm
*raven was walking backstage when a stage hand bumped into him then raven took the stage hand and threw him up against the wall and started to walk again*
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:32 pm
~ Melina continue to lean on the wall ~
* Stacy walked around looking for someone to talk to *
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:33 pm
The World Heavyweight Champ walked the halls once more
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:35 pm
*David yawned as loud as a lions roar as stacy passed by his cargo box*
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