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 Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 3:47 pm
The chain connected, sending immense pain across Joey's back. He shot up, the pain forcing him into movement. He clutched at the chain-link cell, now on his feet, knees bent, trying to stay standing. His teeth grimaced, he let out a muffled scream of pain.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 3:56 pm
"C'mon, champ! Let's see how much fire ya' got in ya'!" Matt roared back at the man while advancing to the point of standing right behind him. Grabbing the opposite end of the chain, The Black Star would attempt to lift the weapon up and over Joey's head before pulling tightly on it, aiming to choke the champion with his iron link!
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 4:02 pm
Joey saw the shadow of the chain coming down upon him. Thinking with instinct, he put his hands to his throat, so he could stop the complete force across his trachea. His legs straightened and his balance leveled as a yearning for survival came over him. He tried, with all his might, to push the chain away, if only so that he could slip under it and away from Shanahan's evil clutches.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 4:10 pm
Matt's grip on the chain remained true, though it was clear Joey was aiming to hold off the assault. He strained against The Saint's strength in hopes to overpower his grip on the chain! He wasn't gonna let up just yet!
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 5:49 pm
Joey struggled, but Matt had both a strength and positional advantage! He couldn't budge it! Luckily, his hands still stopped the full effect of the choke, but that didn't give him too much longer. With a sudden strategic though, Joey would lift both his legs and push against the cage, hoping to force Matt to stumble backwards, slamming his back into the ring. Maybe that would loosen his grip?
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 7:01 pm
The Black Star was getting the upperhand, when suddenly Joey moved with his force, causing him to stumble back and hit his spine on the apron of the ring. A loud growl escaped his lips, but his tension on the chain did loosen!
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 11:14 pm
As the tension loosened, Joey would take advantage of the moment. He would push the chain forward, so that he could simply drop down... and when he hit the floor, he would lie on his back, and aim a hard strike upwards to Matt's groin! Oh, the humanity!
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 1:01 am
"SONOFABITCH!" Matt wheezed out at his momentum was crushed by the devastating shot right to his meteors. He stumbled over a step and then fell into his side, the chain still wrapped in his hands and now nursing against his damaged groin. Joey knew no boundaries tonight!
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 2:32 am
While Matt was in pain, Joey has a moment to search for a weapon. Still on the ground from his last maneuver, he crawled under the apron, throwing it up so as to get a view of potential weapons. He knew exactly what he was going to choose; a small, velvet bag, filled with tacks! Joey quickly opened the bag, standing while pouring them out all over the floor. He would then try to grab Matt, forcing him over, and would try to throw him - and himself - into the tacks with a Russian leg sweep!
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 10:43 am
How much resistance could a groin-stricken Shanahan put up? If you've been keeping up over the years, kids, the answer is not much at all. Joey managed to pull The Black Star up to his feet, only to bring him smashing backwards onto the mats and tacks! Luckily, Matt was still wearing his shirt. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to stop those tacks from PIERCING INTO HIS FLESH ALL OVER HIS BACK AND ARMS. A howl of agony emitted from The Fallen God's lips, as he quickly tried to scurry away out of the demonic little spikes!
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 2:33 am
Joey didn't come out unscathed - in all honesty, a Russian leg sweep is a silly move to use to send someone into tacks. To explain: Joey threw himself into the tacks, too. Admittedly, Matt got it much worse, but the tiny spikes choose no ally, and hold no quarter.
As Shanahan scurried away, clearly in pain, Joey himself stood, tacks sticking into his arm. Leaving them in, the adrenaline dulling the pain for now, he gave chase to Shanahan, and on reaching him would simply try to grab him by the scruff of his neck and swing him into the steel cage, head first!
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