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 Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2014 8:23 pm
Dallas would start to crawl towards Jamie, holding her hand out to him, hoping to tag him in before Johnny could torment her any further, even picking herself up to her feet, barely, but up anyhow. However, those hopes were shattered when she felt a swift kick to her stomach. Dallas heaved and wrapped her arms around her, dropping down to a kneeling position. However, Dallas was persistent. As she would try to pick herself back up, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her midsection and sure enough, she was lifted up off her feet...and slammed back into the canvas! Dallas' face twisted up in a mixture of pain and frustration, as she found herself very much becoming the weak link in this match.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 12:15 pm
 Launching the young Dallas nearly across the ring was a pleasurable sight for Johnny. He got to his knees scanning the ring, his sight locking on one of the exposed turnbuckles. Now an intoxicated look appeared on Johnny face. Taking his hands and rubbing them down his face, only now to reveal a a twisted smile. The freak got back to his feet, and stormed over to Dallas. The crowd was going nuts as they noticed what Johnny had in mind. Johnny crouched down once again, and this time wasn't so gentle when he went to grab Dallas' hair. This time he grabbed a hand full and tug her head up off the canvas as he now screamed at her. "COME ON DALLAS! FIGHT BACK! I'M TOUCHING YOU!" Johnny would then look to drag her to her feet and place her head firmly between his legs. His intentions were wicked as he had already had it in his head that this girl was gonna get powerbombed into the exposed turnbuckle. Now only to follow up with the plan. Johnny would look to flip her onto his shoulders and then take a few steps forward before trying to launch her back first into the exposed steel.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 8:49 pm
The crowd was going insane over something Johnny was up to, something Dallas didn't notice due to having her a** handed to her throughout the entire start of the match. However, she did managed to hear the half of the crowd rooting for her chanting her name, urging her to get herself back up to her feet. Dallas felt a hand roughly grab at her hair and yank her up to her feet, where she would be yelled at before her head would be positioned between Johnny's legs. Only two things can come from Dallas' head being between a man's legs and one of them definitely wasn't going to happen here in the middle of the ring.
She was going to get powerbombed, most likely. And realizing that had lit a fire under her a**. She needed to get away, needed to prevent this from happening, and quick. As Johnny would attempt to flip her onto his shoulders, Dallas would try to push her weight down to prevent her from properly being lifted completely. If she were to be successful in doing so, Dallas would then try with all her might to lift her upper body uppers, trying to lift the man up and drop him backwards with a back body drop. It won't be easy, but Dallas was just as strong as she looked.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 3:13 pm
Johnny went to pull up and lift Dallas into the air, however it felt as though she had rooted herself to canvas. Apparently she wasn't roughened up enough. He knew just how to the fix that. He brought his arms up and interlocked his fingers, ready to brings his fists down across her spine. Though just before Johnny could deliver an axehandle smash, Dallas seized the perfect moment to capitalize. Before he realized it he was getting flipped forward right over Dallas' back and onto the canvas. Johnny sat up as he arched his back in pain, gritting his teeth.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2014 10:27 pm
Dallas fell into her knees as she managed to successfully prevent herself from being damaged any further, as well as successfully ridding herself of Johnny momentarily. She knew she didn't have much time, she had act quick of she wanted to save herself from further assault. Dallas turned over to her corner, where she would begin to crawl and scramble towards to. "J-Jamie!" she called out, holding out her hand. It was obvious she needed a breather, they needed to tag in and quick before Johnny came back to his senses and reeled her back in.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2014 11:16 pm
Jamie, who had now regained his senses, had climbed back to his perch in his teams corner. Upon seeing Dallas get a break, Jamie couldn't help but get a sick grin. "C'mon Esqueleto!" Jamie shouted as he leaned over the top rope as far as his little body would allow him as attempted to tag his partner.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 12:43 pm
Having his offense temporarily halted by the Voodoo Queen, Johnny knew if Dallas would tag Jamie in he'd be a disadvantage. He got to his hands and knees and began crawling for his partner in crime. His movement was much faster then Dallas, due to the fact he hadn't taken as much damage. That, and he also had to move fast, being farther from his partner then Dallas. Getting halfway across the ring, Johnny began to get back to both feet, and then dove to tag in AJ.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 1:09 pm
AJ, with his hand as extended as ever, took the tag from Johnny Rotten. He climbed under the middle rope, only to notice that Jamie was now tagged in from the defeated Dallas Cruz. Warner, now having to change his plan quick, went to the generic clothesline to knock Jamie off his feet as soon as Mr. Bader found himself in the ring.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 2:55 pm
Dallas paid no mind to the Nacho Libre reference from Jamie. The only thing on her mind was tagging herself in. Hearing the chants from the crowd, the electricity from the audience, it gave her the strength to scramble up to her feet and dive towards Jamie's hand, smacking her palm against his before rolling out into the apron to fix herself up.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 12:59 am
The tag was made and before any fan in the audience could blink, cheer or boo, Jamie hopped over the top rope with a graceful leap and just in time to see AJ coming right at him with a clothesline. Jamie bolted forward and ducked the clothesline. Using his small size to his advantage, he picked up speed and bounced off the opposing ropes. The redneck came bursting back toward AJ and jumped in the hair, hoping to plant a single leg dropkick on him and knock him out of the ring.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 2:00 am
An explosion of pain burst onto AJ's chest after Jamie's incredibly fast speeds and the impact of his boot. Warner was swept off of his feet and tumbled backwards before finally managing to roll under the bottom rope. His forearms hugged tightly at his chest, his face wincing in pain for a few moments before he turned back around to look towards his speedy and refreshed opponent.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2014 10:28 pm
The dropkick connected, but Jamie wasn't done yet! He quickly got back to his feet and waited for his opponent to turn around. As soon as AJ faced Jamie, Jamie ran and grabbed the top rope as he fed his body over the middle one, hoping to give AJ two boots in the chest this time instead of just one.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2014 10:34 pm
Like being swept up by a natural disaster, AJ's body was thrown against his will against the unforgiving steel for the barricade behind him. His body whiplashed, and he fell forward after his back connected with the guard rail. The aches on his body had ranged from his chest to his neck to his back very quickly thanks to the fast-paced arsenal of the fast-paced Jamie Bader.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 8:12 pm
Jamie's flurry of offense wouldn't stop there. He walked over to a fan, snatched a beer out of their hands, took a big gulp and poured the rest on his head before tossing the cup back into the audience. He turned his attention back to AJ and proudly exclaimed "You're gonna die Jay! You're gonna die!"
Reaching down and trying to pick up AJ, he would try to get him up and roll him back into the ring. If he could get him back in the ring, Jamie would hop up on the apron and ascend to the top rope in hopes of preparing for a diving version of his signature knee strike to the head.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 10:23 pm
It was raining knees from the sky -- well, at least one knee. But by pure luck and circumstance, that knee drove hard into AJ's already scattered brain and made the Shooter roll around in agony, a palm covering the spot of attack. The tides of war were quickly shifting towards the defending champions' way by the ever-elusive Jamie Bader.
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