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 Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 1:42 am
Justin watched Dallas back up and looked confused. "Come back here sweet cheeks, I just- OOF!" Then he was dropped kicked over the barricade and landed hard on his back, flipping backwards and finished on his stomach!
Seven!
Eight!
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 1:47 am
Score! But oh s**t, the count was a eight!
Picking herself up from the ground, Dallas leaped over the barricade, not caring if she stepped over on Justin in the process. Grabbing Justin's hair once more, she tried to muster up enough energy her tired body could manage and attempted to pull Justin back into the ring along with her.
Nine!
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 1:50 am
What do you know? Dallas did manage to step on Justin while do so. She grabbed another handful of hair and he followed to his feet, and then into the ring. Once he got in however, it seems as though.. he was scrambling to the other side of the ring so he could exit there? Justin really didn't want to face an enrage Dallas!
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 3:24 pm
Well, they managed to enter the ring before being counted out. Oh, what the hell? Was Justin trying to leave the ring again? "Not this time." Dallas grabbed at Justin's ankles and tried to pull him back to the center of the ring. Wouldn't be very easy though, he was much heavier than she expected.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:13 pm
Justin was escaping again! And towards the ramp this time so he could ditch! Yes! A match with this b***h didn't start out to well, and Justin was realizing that it wouldn't end too well either. Now just to- DAMN! Dallas grabbed a hold of Justin's foot while he was trying to claw his way out! Justin may have been a strong a** mother ********, but he didn't have an unlimited energy capacity like Cena. Escaping wasn't going to work while Dallas had a hold of him. Plan fail.
That's okay, a new plan surfaced! As Dallas was pulling back, Justin would look to go with her pull and go back at her, trying to knock her over onto her back and get on top of her. If successful, he'd try to plant a third kiss and ditch to the other side of the ring, but not out of it!
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:34 pm
Dallas smirked as she managed to pull Justin back, but...whoa, what's going on!? Just as she was pulling him to her, he had managed to turn around and knock her flat on her back. If that wasn't bad enough already, he moved on top of her and tried to steal yet another kiss! Just as his mouth connected to hers, she placed her hand on the side if his face and tried to shove him away. Too late apparently, before she knew it, he was on the other side of the ring. By this time, Dallas already had it with his shenanigans. 'Is he even taking this match seriously!?'
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:38 pm
Now across the ring from Dallas, Justin got back to his feet. He had a huge smirk on his face. He had been beaten down, just about knocked the ******** out, and dragged around like a rag doll. However, he had also gotten 3 kisses in. "Ah! Dallas! You taste great! Why don't you come over here and give me another french!" Justin puckered his lips at Dallas. He had proven more than once that Dallas was a very dangerous foe when provoked, what the hell was he doing now? Provoking her like he didn't care about his life.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:11 pm
Getting to her feet, but staying crouched, Dallas threw Justin a look that could make Satan stop dead in his tracks. The bad thing was, he pretty much already knew how to push her buttons. Mind games, if you will.
Suddenly, Dallas had an idea. Maybe this can work to her advantage. Her facial expression changed. Now, she simply smiled and stood. "You already managed to take three, I guess another wouldn't hurt." Trying to appear as non-threatening as possible, Dallas walked up to Justin and planted herself in front of him. She leaned in as if to kiss him, but once she was close enough, she'd wink as if to say 'Gotcha!' and attempt to roll Justin up in a small package.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:19 pm
Justin got ready for an enraged and insane Dallas, waiting for her to charge at him. Three.. two.. o- a smile?! ********! Justin knew right then and there that this ultimate plan was going to fail. Then, she offered another kiss. "Oh s**t, really?!" Maybe Justin was still dumb struck after that insane punch from Dallas earlier, but he obviously wasn't thinking now. As Dallas walked over to him and moved in for the kiss, he began to get all excited and then.. another sneak pin attempt.
One!
Two!
Thre-
"TWO! GOD DAMN REF, THAT WAS TWO!" Justin yelled as he kicked out, instantly looking at the ref. Not even sure what the count was. The ref held up two fingers and Justin let out a breather. That was too close to ending because of stupidity.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:28 pm
So close! Yet, while Dallas was indeed disappointed that he had managed to kick out, she was very much amused her little trick had worked. Was he really that dumb to think she'd willing kiss him?
She crawled away from Justin and laughed as he pleaded his case with the ref. Oh man, that was gold! She wasn't so mad anymore, that had managed to bring her spirits up. Dallas slinked backward a bit more and kept her eyes on Justin, waiting for his next move.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:34 pm
After Justin had made sure that it was only a two count, he noted Dallas moving away with a smile. Intelligence kicked back into Justin and he got to his feet. He began to speak to the ref again, while staying positioned so Dallas was in front of him. "Yeah! You're damn straight that was only a two count! You see, you shouldn't ever expect to slap this mat three times, as that low life slut over there who kisses whoever as she pleases, will never get a one, two, three on me!" Justin pointed over at Dallas as he spoke of her. "Now, I want you to keep an eye on that dirty b***h, as I'm sure she would love you to do so, but I'm wanting you to make sure she isn't cheating! I swear to God her gloves are loaded!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:43 pm
Dallas arched an eyebrow as she heard the s**t spew from Justin's mouth. Low life slut? Dirty b***h? ********?! Dallas smile faded as quickly as it had formed. How dare he?! Having enough of his pointless rambling, Dallas moved quickly and charged at Justin, hoping to spear the hell out of him so she can shut that mouth of his up.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:51 pm
BAM! It worked! Now to try and set this move in motion. The instant Dallas ran forward, Justin noticed it, and acted quickly. He ran forward as well, which he had hoped changing positions in the ring would throw her move off, and work well for his own.. such as the now and officially named BOOBUSTER!
Easy to explain, Justin would grab a hold of both of Dallas' breasts, grip tightly, try to lift her up in the air enough to spinebuster her down into the canvas!
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 9:03 pm
In mid run to Justin, she knew something bad was about to happen as soon as she saw him run forward as well. And...no words could possible explain what she had just experienced. Justin had managed to hit her with a spinebuster. But not just any old spinebuster, uh uh. Justin grabbed her by the boobs, hoisted her while (while gripping them tightly, mind you) then SLAM!
Apparently, the sense was knocked out of Dallas in the processes as she laid there with a dumbstruck expression on her face before the pain hit, both to her back and her chest. Her face twisted up in extreme discomfort. With one arm holding her boobage and the other clutching at her back, she withering around in the ring, burying her face against the the canvas to hide her shame. How could she have been hit with a move like that!?
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 10:27 pm
Justin had slammed Dallas down onto her back while groping her boobs pretty much. He bounced off his knees and fell down backwards onto his a**! And on Justin's face could be seen a look of surprise. It really worked! Justin had just boobuster'd Dallas! Justin looked around for a quick second as he heard a couple cheers. This reminded him that he just did something good and he snapped back to reality. He scrambled off his a** and onto his knees, looking to crawling on top of Dallas, and hook a leg for a pin attempt!
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