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 Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:18 am
"You don't get to win tonight Matt! Tonight, I am the God. I am the King! Tonight, you're my b***h! You're going to pay for my family and my home! My life! My safety! You human piece of trash!" 2.0 snarled out, although it was becoming increasingly obvious that all that talk was coming from a car running on fumes. King was weak and staggered to lean back against the wall.
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:26 am
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:30 am
"You ********! Get back here coward!" He growled out as Matt started to climb up that step ladder. Where was Shanahan going? Where was he leading King incidentally or purposefully? 2.0 couldn't be sure, but he needed to follow him, no matter what.
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:33 am
That step-ladder wasn't that long at all, but it led into an area that seemed highly technical, to say the least. The crew members located on the upper level spotted Matt and began to back away. "Get out! You can't be up here! We can't have any damage done to th-" The bloodied, desperate Shanahan screamed at the men trying to prevent his escape. He climbed his feet and leaned against the wall. At least... It looked like a wall with all the blood in his eyes? A hollow one at that...
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:36 am
There were cables and wires everywhere when King managed to get up to the top of the ladder with Matt. Where the ******** was he-- It didn't matter. Matt was there with him. That was all that mattered. King stumbled up the ladder and grabbed his enemy's shoulder, trying to whip the f*****t around and thrust his hand up into Matt's throat!
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:42 am
"Give me something to throw do-" Matt's request for things to throw down at Kelly were swiftly cut off; he had no idea that King was already up on his level again. Before he knew it, he was whirled around and had the smaller man's hands wrapped around his throat. Crazed eyes stared through the crimson mask he had to wear once again. Reacting quickly, Shanahan attempted to grab King's head and smash it against the 'hollow' wall he had found!
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:44 am
King's head hit that wall and he could have swore he'd almost heard it crack like glass. But perhaps that was just the sound of his enormous brain rattling off the inside of his skull, back and forth back and forth. King groaned and stumbled, leaning against that hollow wall for a moment, careful of his footing in the cables.
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:49 am
The fans watching the display on the titantron jumped as the screen suddenly flickered on impact, causing the bottom center portion of the screen to go blank... Where exactly were they?!
With King leaning against the wall, the God of Punks decided he was tired of playing around. He attempted to grab King's head and pull it under his arm, going for a rough DDT, regardless of all the cables and wires at their feet!
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:50 am
King was rocked by the DDT, causing one of the cables to get unplugged. A lot of the wires broke his fall and prevented too much damage to his skull, but it was still a DDT and that still sucked so much a**. King groaned, while fans watched the action on the Titantron, as another little section of the screen seemed to malfunction...
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:58 am
The crew members were freaking out over the fact that these two men were brawling in an unauthorized area! However, Matt seemed completely blind to the commotion behind him; his focus was solely on King. He knew where they were... And hopefully, the fans had figured it out by now as well.
"Unfortunate for you... This makes me -your- God..." Shanahan hissed while attempting to grab the back of King's neck and his pants, hoping to lift the man up off the ground and over his head... Matt seemed to be doing that a lot lately.
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 1:00 am
As Matt started to grab King, though, 2.0 suddenly stood up and tried to stroke Shanahan's arm over his back, and quickly hit Shanahan with the 2.0ver!!
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 1:05 am
Matt's arm was thrown over King's back; could this be it? Was it really 2.0ver for Shanahan?!
Not quite, it seemed. The God of Punk's resilience kicked in on instinct, causing him to attempt to throw his elbow into the back of Kelly's head to suspend the man's chances of ending it. If successful, he would attempt to knock King into a bent over position and continue his efforts to lift the man up overhead; from there, he would aim to hit The King with The Toss, straight into that 'hollow' wall!
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 1:12 am
King tried to get Matt off his feet before anything else, but he was elbowed relentlessly and painfully, rocked by the attack to the point that when Shanahan lifted him up off his feet for the umpteenth time. He had yet to truly counter this Toss of his and this time was no exception. 2.0 flailed as he was thrown against that hollow, cracking wall... but it gave way to Matt's Might and King's mass. The wall shattered and sparked with electricity and glass. King found himself sailing through the air, just the same way as he had found himself doing so when all this had started. But this time was higher up, and the landing... would be even less forgiving.
Kelly King 2.0 had been thrown through the Titantron.
He sailed through the air, the fans already screaming from the attack, as he slammed hard against the steel ramp.
2.0 slid down the ramp and rolled, and came to a stop, spread-eagle on his stomach... and didn't move.
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 1:23 am
The fans were in a state of shock from what had just happened; Matt quite literally threw Kelly King threw the Titantron and sent him down onto the ramp below. After the sparks from the short-circuiting panels died down, Shanahan stepped through to the edge of the whole, using one hand to grab the side and hold him in place.
"I -AM- the God of Punks! I am measuring stick of the industry! And in the final hour, all will kneel TO ME! The entire King family will KNEEL!" The God of Punks screamed through the stunned arena, his eyes darting between the scattered members of the King family, landing on the unconscious Kelly King at the end. The devilish grin that had sent chills up so many spines spread across his face at the sight; for Matt, everything was No Holds Barred from the beginning, and that moment proved it alone.
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Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 12:41 pm
Medical staff and trainers alike rushed out from the back, careful the electric wiring and glass all over the stage, while 2.0 was surrounded by his family. Kayla screamed over and over for her unmoving father, who seemed to be completely unconcious.
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