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 Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 4:50 pm
K.J. was shocked to see how bad Demon’s knuckles are. They look like the never seen inside of hospital room or even been on the grounds of one. K.J. begins to wonder if Demon is someone he seen from somewhere else. Before he got rid of the cursed mask….
K.J. asks as he headed toward the door “You know talking is better the keeping stuff in and letting it build up. Someday, you figure out what I mean.”
K.J. begins to walk through the door
“Demon, I’m being serious. I hate it when anyone goes through what you are going though right now.” says K.J. “What is your problem?”
K.J. turned to walk out
“When your ready to face your inner demons, came and find me.” says K.J. “I will be waiting….”
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 6:10 pm
 When I first placed my hands on these diaries,
scraps of paper... there were notes and scribbles
She didn't respond as he walked out, but as soon as he did she fell to the ground, head down and hair covering her face. She looked down at her knuckles, flexing the hand as she began to get used to the pain. It was something she always done, and since she had a 8 man Battle Royal, she had to get used to it fast, especially since she was going against K.J. There was no way she going to pass up the opportunity to get back at him as well as show off her strength.
Demon glanced up at the book shelves, tilting her head as she saw something missing. One of her journals. And guess who popped up in her head. Kodiak. He was the only one near the shelves, and her eyes narrowed. How dare they!? She stood up, reaching underneath the couch and pulled out the 'items', trying to calm down as the needle pierced through her skin and entered her vein...
A lot of feelings came bubbling up
but mostly this one.. how the hell am I still alive?
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 6:29 pm
When I first placed my hands on these diaries,
scraps of paper... there were notes and scribbles
Demon had changed back into her normal clothes, black hair down over her shoulders as the smell of beer was gone from her. The soaked clothes were in a pile in the bathroom, her left knuckles wrapped in bandages and such, the white now tinged with crimson. Her heart sank as she remembered everything, and she plopped on her couch, hair now covering her face as her gray eyes closed. How could she had let this happened? The female felt tears of frustration come up, but blocked them away as she slammed her right fist into the cushion beside her.
Kodiak had taken all her drugs, and a few of her journals. What he planned to do with them, she didn't know. But the fact that the pain was growing and the heroin was dying down, she felt as though she was going to break down. The female looked around the lonely room, frowning as she tried to swallow, her mouth dry...
A lot of feelings came bubbling up
but mostly this one.. how the hell am I still alive?
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 6:53 pm
Harli arrived in the arena as he walked around with a Mountain dew in his hand
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 3:27 am
harli of the shadows Harli arrived in the arena as he walked around with a Mountain dew in his hand The DemiGodz approached harli backstage. Without asking Esoteric snagged the moutain dew outta Harli's hand while Kamach distracted him with words. Kamach: Whats up homie. You ready for our match tonight? Eso and I got robbed last week. Esoteric sly placed the now empty can back in Harli's hand and walked off. kamach walked backwards after Eso and called back to harli Kamach: Just try to keep up okay? Kamach turned to jog and catch up with Esoteric.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 12:47 am
"Yeah okay" Harli then went to drink the Mountain dew but he found out it was empty "What the hell" Harli then realised what happened before laughing it off
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:28 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:29 pm
Felix leaves the medical room. With Ice over his head as he looks around for Scott Honeycutt. as he wants to finish some unfinished business with him.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 12:17 pm
Born 2 die leave their car in the middle of the parking lot and barge into the arena for the PPV. Killa-mo's not in the best of moods and leaves troublez backstage as he goes to have a "chat" with Codi Paige.
Troublez sits backstage and checks his e-mail a bit
Killa-mo is walking towards Codi Paige's office with a baseball bat in hand.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 4:05 pm
 ((About the hair: the spikes are shorter than they appear, they are a bit longer than the Miz's fauxhawk, not long like Shannon Moore's mohawk. Also, the rest of his head isn't bald, its shaved...)) Andrew Matthews was in the locker room, having just slipped on his rugged blue jean vest and now attempting to slip on his yellow kickpads. He was still favoring his left leg, not fully recovered after Angel's little stunt... "Grrr..." He grunted, struggling with the kickpad on his left leg. "Stupid...Little...Grrr..." He added, clenching his eyes shut in frustration. It was bad enough that the stage crew kept snickering and mocking his hair, now his kickpads didn't want to cooperate either...Just. Great.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:36 am
"Having trouble?"
~The camera turns to see Angel, who you would think would be the last person to speak to Andrew standing in the doorway of his locker room~
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:55 am
"W-What do you want Angel..!" Andrew spat angrily, blindly reaching behind him for his brass knuckles.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:57 am
~Angel sees that this might get physical and quickly says something~
"Woah, calm down there buddy...I'm not here to beat you down. No sense in kicking a man while he's down...and even I'm not that cold hearted. I'm here for something else, you got a minute?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 11:03 am
"...Only a minute..." He said, the bitterness not leaving his voice, increasing if anything.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 11:11 am
"What do you think you are going to accomplish by going out to the ring tonight? Do you actually think you have a chance of winning that match in your current state?"
~Angel then steps in the room and closes the door~
"You need help...admit it. Theres no shame in knowing when you can't get the job done by yourself, and reaching out for help. What I am saying is, join up with me and my brother and I can guarentee that you leave Perpetual Ambition the new Hardcore Champion..."
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