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 Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:06 pm
Randy raised an eyebrow then smirked "Wel, tell me something have you've been through the mind games of the Undertaker, through Hardcore babred wire massacre, through the damn things everyone has done to me? NO!!!" Randy said and then roamed the halls again
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:11 pm
David laughed and then slammed randy into the wall, "You want hell? I have been slammed through Nails, rings, and stairs. I have broken almost everybone in my body over the years. I have been stabbed twice, bashed with chairs, Kendo sticks, trash cans, and sword sheaths! You wanna say you are the toughest damn man on the planet? well I offer you this, at the next PPV, Hardcore Haven, for your little World Heavyweight Title!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:14 pm
Randy looked at him and pushed him away. "No! You'll have to earn it. You cannot just challenge me for this. You have to go what I went trough face a couple of people in a battle royal and then IF you win I accept your challenge." Randy told him
~Battle royal will happen thats why i refused~
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:16 pm
"Heh, Heh, Heh... You have no idea, the hell I can put you through, its my element, the Harcore Haven. You best pray I have an off night at the battle royal, because I lay down for NO man!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:17 pm
"Hmph we'll see about that" Randy said with a smirk. "Now get your sorry little a** out of my face" Randy told him
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:21 pm
David turned and then ran at Randy going for the Samoan Neckbreacker (Samoan Drop, then twists randy to a stunner)
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:24 pm
A crakc was heard and Randy was hiot with the move. He looked at the ceiling dazed
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:27 pm
"It'll be ten times worse at Backlash..." David walked off.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:34 pm
Briggs walked around, eyes closed.
Marcos followed Briggs, being his silent self
Scott walked around in black plaid PJ pants, and a black tanktop, no shoes or socks.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:35 pm
Venom walked around backstage WWE Title over his shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:38 pm
Briggs opened his eyes and looked at Venom. "look at this, Marcos, The Marvel Man." Briggs laughed.
Scott walked around sleepishly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:47 pm
Venom looked at the two men. "Need something?" He said pulling out his lighter and cigs. He lite one.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:50 pm
Brad took a cig and his lighter and lit up. "Your little title... that's what I need."
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:53 pm
"Should have seen that one coming." He said taking a pull and looking rather bored. "Well take a number and when its called I'll be more than glad to kick your a**."
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:56 pm
He took a long drag and blew in his face, "My number's 1..."
Scott walked around, both bored and sleepy.
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