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 Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:57 am
Nuke wasn't going to be rushed, as he made his way to his feet. Looking over at Travis, he stuck up his middle finger, before grabbing a Steel Chair from a fan and walking towards the barricade.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 5:15 pm
Travis taunted and teased Nuke, basically begging for him to come and attack.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 8:52 pm
(( Well it's not technically an auto-hit. More like an auto-set up? ))
As Nuke came over the barricade, Travis sprinted straight towards his opponent. As he approached Nuke, he jumped and attempted to dropkick Nuke's leg out from under him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 2:48 pm
Nuke's leg was 'taken' away from him, and he lost his balance. The Steel Chair dropped to the floor, and Nuke followed, the side of his face colliding with the unforgiving metal.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 8:03 pm
Travis got to his feet. With Nuke on the ground, and the table set up only a few yards away, Travis had Nuke right where he wanted. He approached his fallen adversary and attempted to lift the man to his knees and run him into the table!
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 5:27 pm
Nuke collided with the Table, and jolted upwards. The momentum carried him on top of the table, as he gasped for air.
Looking up at the Arena lighting, the crowd were cheering loudly for Travis.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 11:41 pm
Travis grabbed the ladder he'd used earlier and slid into the ring. He wasted no time in setting it up and carefully scaling it. The crowd was going completely insane! Sweat was dripping down his face as Travis looked on at Nuke and glanced around the arena. He couldn't hear the audience, only the sound of his own pounding heartbeat as he stood taller than he'd ever stood before. All eyes were on him. "This is it." Travis muttered to himself, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. A loud cry of both glory and agony echoed through the immediate area as Travis took the plunge. In his own perspective, time had seemed to have slowed down. He was in the air, twisting and flipping as he came crashing to the ground to what was inevitably either his greatest glory or something he didn't even want to begin to try and comprehend. This is the highest point from which he'd ever performed his finishing move, The Travesty.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 6:25 am
Nuke could only hear the extremely loud cheers of the crowd, and his heart told him that something was happening wherever Travis was. He rolled towards the Announcer's, but they had completely disappeared over the barricade.
He held his shoulder, breathed heavily, and turned the other way. That was when he saw Nightsky, his debutant-long foe, crashing down from the 15ft Ladder set up in the ring.
The next thing he knew, Travis had collided with him, as their combined weights - coupled with Nightsky's momentum - had toppled the Announcer's Table.
The crowd went absolutely ballistic. These extreme-driven fans had just seen the Travesty performed over 15ft high, and had seen it executed to perfection, straight on to one of the most hated Superstars in EEW today.
Nuke struggled to breathe, and caught notice of his shoulder and leg, which had been split open as the splintered wood, and crushed metal, had conflicted with his limbs.
Nuke groaned, and tried to roll away, but his body wouldn't allow it. So he lay there, most probably with concussion, staring up at the mesmerising Arena lights...
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 3:37 pm
The crash and burn had brought every last fan in attendance to their feet. Travis' plan had worked perfectly. Unfortunately for Travis, he hadn't expected to hurt himself quite as much as he did. His momentum sent him rolling just a few feet away from Nuke.
Doing what he could to try and force some air into his lungs, Travis lifted his head and looked down at himself. He was also appeared to have a few cuts of his own. Still, the sound of mostly his own heartbeat could be heard by Nightsky himself. He did what he could to crawl towards Nuke, making it only a couple of inches before he stopped.
"I wonder if EEW covers hospital bills for matches like this." Travis thought to himself. He cursed the EEW management as he twisted and tried to inch towards his opponent. If ever there was a time for a pin attempt in a match requiring a 5-count pin, it was now. There was nothing but sweet, painless sleep on Travis' mind as he finally managed to throw a single arm over Nuke for the only pin attempt he had the energy for.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 9:20 am
"One!"
Nuke groaned, still staring at the Arena ceiling...
"Two!"
He tried to move away, but his body restricted him...
"Three!"
Nuke managed to get the feeling back in his injured foot, and tried to kick out. Unfortunately, he had lost most of his energy.
"Four!"
This was it, Nuke needed to do something. He groaned, and tried to get the strength to move away. The crowd were going wild, wondering if Nuke had the strength to kick out.
He managed to move his arm across, hoping that he had kicked out before the 5 count.
"FIVE!"
The crowd went absolutely ballistic, as Travis had picked up an epic victory over Nuke. They were all on their feet, cheering for the victor.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 4:58 pm
"Here is your winner..."
The announcer paused, or did she? It was impossible to tell if the announcer had paused or if the crowd had simply drowned out Travis' name in cheers. Travis' music cued in as the fans were once again all on their feet.
Travis was determined to celebrate the biggest victory of his EEW Career after performing probably the most death-defying jump in the history of this show. He could barely move. The adrenaline that was still pumping through his body was only enough to get him to sit up and raise his right arm. EMT's rushed down, checking on both men. They insisted on taking them both out on stretchers, but Travis would have none of it. Even to the point of refusing to be helped to his feet. All he did was request a bottle of water, which he downed in under 12 seconds.
Eventually Travis had the strength to hold himself up. He pumped both his arms and looked up to the ceiling, letting out something of a victory scream. He just about fell into the crowd as he gave some high-fives to his fans. Travis got back into the ring and raised his arms once more before collapsing, and rolling out of the ring to make his way very slowly up the ramp, too tired to celebrate, and content that he'd sent one hell of a message to Nuke Fusion.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 5:41 am
[[Once again, it was a pleasure working with you, dude 3nodding ]]
The medics placed Nuke on a stretcher, before applying a neck-brace to him. They seemed to be more concerned about the cuts on his leg and shoulder, though, which was a good sign.
As they made their way out of the Arena, Nuke was still jeered and taunted by fans, as he rested, his eyes closed.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 5:18 pm
(( Hell yeah it was. smile I'd definitely say this is probably the best feud I've had. ))
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