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 Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 10:22 pm
'Duck, duck, duck...now!' Just as Xavier went for the swing, Marshall went to duck under the swing in time to avoid getting his pretty face destroyed. Skidding to a stop behind Xavier, he would turn and would wait for his chair wielding opponent to do the same before attempted to go for one of the new moves added to his arsenal, the Best Dropkick Ever.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 12:19 pm
Xavier turned around with the chair, lifting it up to attempt to smack him again with it, when he didn't see Marshall raise up into the air, and catch him flush, the chair smacking Xavier in the face with the Best Dropkick Ever landing.
Xavier fell back, the chair flying back out of his hands. He just got completely caught off guard, his sight blurry from such a head shot. X laid there with his arms out, trying to regain where he was.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 7:09 pm
Marshall moved over to where Xavier was laying, mentally patting himself on the back. Standing by his opponent, he pointed both hands out to the crowd and yelled, "Watch this!", before attempting to leap up and hit Xavier with an impressive standing shooting star press. If he were to successfully hit the move, he would remain on his opponent and cover him for a pin. Worth a shot, right?
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 7:18 pm
Xavier remained on the ground during Marshall's taunting and antics. When his vision finally became unblurred, he saw the very athletic and impressive Shooting Star Press, unfortunately, it was landing right on his stomach! He was covered!
1!....two-
Xavier throwing his shoulder up right at 2, returning to his back after the kick out.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 8:22 pm
Huh, he could have sworn that would have got the job done. Oh well, the night was still young. After Xavier kicked out, Marshall could be heard letting out a loud sigh in frustration. Now what he would do, was he went to wrap his arms around Xavier and tried to turn him over so that now he was on top. Truth be told, this probably would not help the gay insults flung his way, but right now, that was the least of his problems. If he would manage to turn him over without any issues, Marshall would bring his legs up and try to lock them around his head in a Koji Clutch attempt, another move added to Marshall's ever growing collection.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 9:02 pm
Xavier felt himself pulled on top of Marshall, thinking "The fuh-" until he felt his leg wrap around his neck! Xavier felt the hold locked in and started to feel his breathing starting to get shallow. He flexed his hands trying to keep the feeling in them.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 2:04 pm
Once Marshall got the hold on successfully, he had no intention on letting go if he had any say in it. Then again, from what he had gathered so far, Xavier was quick and crafty, so it was best not to underrate him. As he continued to keep the hold at moderate pressure, Marshall could hear his sister coach him from outside of the ring.
Dallas leaned in with her hands on the bottom ropes, her lips curled up into an approving smirk. "Come on, Marshall, you got this! You got this, you're doing great!" Her words of motivation reached her brother's ears, to which he nodded and gave her a cocky grin in response.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 5:06 pm
Xavier started to fade slowly, his hand moving slower and slower, almost to the point where he wasn't moving.
Soon the ref checked on him, raising his arm, and it drops once! Once again he raised it, and it dropped for the second time! And finally the ref raises it for a third time, almost hesitating in dropping it, but when he let go Xavier's hand started to drop, but right before it hit the mat, it shot up at the last second! Xavier was still alive!
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 6:01 pm
When he felt Xavier no longer resist, Marshall knew he had the advantage now. Victory was so close, he could almost taste it. When the ref went over to check on Xavier, Marshall smirked. Which each time his opponent's arm dropped, his smirk grew into a wide, fanged grin. That was...until Xavier's arm refused to drop on the third try! Marshall's grin faded and was replaced with a look of shook. Even Dallas couldn't help but to arch an eyebrow, secretly rather impressed he had managed to keep himself awake. "No! No! No!" he cried out, mostly to the ref as if he had something to do with it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 8:07 pm
Xavier closed his fist shaking it for a couple of times, and tried to put his hand on Marshall's leg, trying to push it off of his neck!
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 9:13 pm
Marshall began to feel his leg being pried off of Xavier's neck, much to his dismay...and surprise. Man, this guy was a fighter, wasn't he? Not bad, not bad at all. Marshall would try to force his leg back down, but he knew it was only a matter of time until his opponent would manage to get him off of him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 9:29 pm
Xavier felt Marshall's leg come back pressing onto his neck. Xavier pounded the mat with his fist, more in frustration than anything. He didn't have much time left, so he had to keep pressing by once again attempting to pry Marshall's leg off of him, but this time Xavier would also try to put his feet to the mat and put his lower body up, so that Xavier could drop his head under Marshall's leg, stopping any attempt to re-adjust and break the hold!
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 10:11 pm
Just as Marshall suspected, no matter how hard he tried to keep the hold on, Xavier managed to successfully lift his leg and break the hold! That son of a gun! Better luck next time, Marshall. Grunting in annoyance, Marshall pushed himself away from from his opponent, tossed his sister a look as if to say 'this blows', then rolled backwards into a reserve somersault type of motion onto his feet.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 10:37 pm
Xavier was pushed and he was forced to roll off onto his side. He laid there limp, coughing as he was trying to catch his breath. Sure he broke the hold but it took it's toll on his breathing and his neck!
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 5:57 pm
As Marshall rolled back onto his feet, he wiped his forehead and slicked back his hair as he breathed in deeply to regain his composure. Oddly enough, as he wiped his forehead, the mark Dallas left him didn't smudge the least bit. When he heard Dallas call out to him, he turned to see her pointing at Xavier then to the turnbuckle, to which he nodded in understanding.
Grabbing at his opponents wrists in attempts to position him properly in place, he stepped over him towards the corner of the ring. Grabbing the ropes, he gave one impressive, athletic leap so that he was on the top one with his back facing the ring. Peering over at his shoulder to check his opponent, he turned his gaze back forward and would then to hit a corkscrew moonsault.
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