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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 1:44 am
*$* Mickie tried to yank her foot out of his hold *$*
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 1:45 am
Once she tried it he moved forward with her leg and quickly let it go and went for a hard clothesline.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 1:50 am
*$* Mickie was hit with the clothesline and fell backwards *$*
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 1:53 am
He smirked as he went to lock in a Tazmission on the ground.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 1:57 am
*$* Mickie goes to rake his eyes *$*
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 1:59 am
He got the nails and held his eyes letting go.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 2:00 am
*$* Mickie took this time to run off as he was temp. blinded *$*
( brb )
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 2:04 am
By the time he could see Mickie was gone and Bad didn't know where she was. He yelled out " Dammit! " and grabbed his belt.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 2:09 am
*$* mickie was only around the corner not walking or anything just leaning against the wall *$*
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 2:14 am
Bad didn't know she was there so he started walking to where her darection not know she was there.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 2:15 am
*$* Mickie walked to the other side of a venting machine so Bad couldnt see her *$*
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 4:13 am
(( aww man it's just me by myself))
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 6:58 am
*walks into the training room and starts working out to get him self all ready for his up coming matches*
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 8:34 am
*Lita walks down the hallway, smiling happily.*
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 9:04 am
GBL sits ontop of his pop machine with his stuff sitting next to him. He is spaced off in thought of what he should do and when he should do it... He had no idea on either one though..
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