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 Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 4:34 pm
Freakshow, who had been watching this whole thing go helplessly to s**t, immediately fell to his knees putting his hands onto his blood caked head. "Easy easy.." The cops scoop the Marauder up by his arms, zipping his wrists behind his back, the manager grunts as he's hauled up and escorted towards the bottom of the ramp. The boss, yelling over the pandemonium, can't help but betray his tone of concern with a repressed grin. Todd R. Sexton Attorney at Law was going to have a significant increase in clientele within the passing hours. "Gently into the night fellas.." Laundre, on the other side of the ring, would not go gently into the night. After dropping the cameraman into the audience he is tackled and pinned down by six rather burly officers, letting out a high pitched "EEEEEEEEEE.. EEEEEEEEEEEE!!" He's hogtied like a piggy and dragged up, his entire body stiff, his eyes wide in catatonic shock as he's hauled closely behind his manager. The blonde looks behind him, disappointing at the very sight of his African trainee. "Not a ******** word till I call the lawyer.."
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 5:32 pm
Chuck Charleston and Lynn Bryceland gave up easily, being zip tied without an attempt to fight back. Griffin was stunned, and that led to him no longer fighting. He was quickly cuffed and escorted away. Andrew was beaten a bit by the security guards, some racist things being said by the men. He was soon tied up as well, being escorted behind Griffin. Most of FWU was subdued rather easily...except for the angry, hurt, and scarred homosexual of the group, Roberto Mendez. For months he put up with a lot from the fans. Now, he was going to be arrested for doing what his boss truly wanted of him? At some point during the frenzy, Roberto grabbed a chair, and was swinging it wildly. One security guard had taken a hard swing to the arm and dropped his electric baton. Big mistake. Roberto picked it up off the ground and swung it around, hitting another guard and causing the others to back up. He used his new found edge to quickly re-enter the ring, and pick up a microphone. "No...Nobody move, alright? I've had enough...Enough of these bigots, enough of people thinking they could push me around. I came here to wrestle and to sing, not to be judged. I thought joining Midnight Marauders International was exactly what I needed. However, I was grossly wrong. I need time to think things over...This is just...too much..." Roberto quickly swung around and attempted to slam the baton into Mad Dog's side, trying to stun him. He tossed away the baton if it connected, and then tried to lock the veteran into High Pitched Hellfire, looking to keep it in for as long as he could before security would get in the ring and destroy him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 8:41 pm
The baton slammed into the side of the downed Mad Dog, sending pain and electricity throughout his body, causing Mad Dog to shake for a moment. Roberto then locks Mad Dog into his High Pitched Hellfire. Another name is added to Mad Dog's mental revenge list. Obviously Kelly King had not paid out quite enough cash for security because the attack continued. Perhaps he should have hired Border Patrol.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 10:24 pm
Kujaku had made it into his go-kart wrestling ring when security entered the ring. He held up his hand, stopping the guard as he removed a slip of paper from his coat pocket and handed it to the guard. Unlike the general manager, Kujaku was 'really' wrestling royalty, not a faker who just happened to have a moniker based on his last name. The guard showed it to another guard, they handed the paper back leaving the feathered prince alone.
After all, he hailed from 'Her majesty's royal throne'. It wasn't something cute to say, it was literally where he hailed from. In short it meant that
he had diplomatic immunity. He certainly wasn't breaking any laws, and couldn't be tried. Kicking a man in the nads wasn't illegal, and he didn't exactly hold the man down to be infested with hepatitis c. Nor was he resisting anything, he left on his own accord. He also 'did' get out of the ring, when King asked, King however never said he 'couldn't' give Mad Dog a memento, which is what Kujaku did, and 'then' exited the ring.
He couldn't be arrested, and deported as he had a working visa that was certainly up to date and standards before his first match in BBW.
And 'dinky' go-kart? It was a motorized mini wrestling ring! The nerve of this cur! At least when Kujaku got upset he didn't resemble the kool-aid man, perhaps the general manager was having a crappy day, because Freakshow almost reared his head into Mad Dog which would've been a shitty thing to do. Perhaps he had came down with a case of butt-hurtitis, he should learn to chill, not be so a**l or make an a** out of himself. It makes one down in the dumps, but enough about poop.
What could Kelly King do to punish Kujaku and the other Marauders, one would have to tune into the next edition of BBW to find out!
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2015 5:34 pm
Okay, so, after reading literally a paragraph of being meta-insulted over the description of a kart, making note of several violations of the Vienna Convention in regards to diplomatic immunity, reading that The Peacock had somehow not broken the law despite committing an assault, and generally being passive aggressively disrespected heavily through meta descriptions by the rookie, King continued to watch as the security guards failed to apprehend many of the suspects all on their lonesome.
Security did, indeed, head Roberto off at the pass. He would likely be able to have Mad Dog locked in for a few seconds before six stun batons found themselves attached to Roberto's neck at an accelerated pace, supercharging Mendez with superpowers electricity and trying to put an end to this catastrophe once and for all. As each and everyone one of the Midnight Marauder's were drug by him, King shouted and screamed obscenities at them, promising that some of them may never work in this company again!
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