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 Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 11:21 am
~it's still the first instinct of someone~
Orton held onto his leg, crying out in pain even after the hold was broken. He was holding it, not even making an attempt to get up as the ref started to count. "1...2..." Randy was still crying out in pain. "3....4..." Orton realized that the count was going on and needed to get to his feet. "5....6.." Randy pressed his hands down on the mat and started to push himself up to his 'good' leg. "7..." Randy, putting his left hand on the ropes was able to get up, but he was still in pain. He started to walk around gingerly on his leg.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 11:11 pm
(( makes sense sweatdrop ))
By this time michael had picked up the chair that he had earlier tossed into the ring and went to smack orton with it, hoping to lay him out on his back in order to set him up for the "ultimate end".
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 9:37 am
Randy was hit with the chair, falling down to the mat. He cried out in pain upon the meeting of his skin and the steel.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 10:53 pm
Michael was quick to move to the turnbuckle, momentum driving him as he climbed to the top and held the chair in the air above his head, the fans coming to life at this. He then lept off of the turnbuckle, going into an atomic leg drop motion, but putting the chair under his legs, this was what he called the "Ultimate End".
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 8:41 pm
Randy was still in emmense pain. He was able to hear the huge pop though for Micheal when he ascended the turnbuckle. When Micheal came crashing down, Randy tried to just slide out of the way of any contact, thanking his lucky star he was able to spot Micheal when he did.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 10:51 pm
Michael hit the canvas hard, smacking his tail bone down hard and his legs wich would have taken damage either way were now hurting for nothing, michael closing his eyes for a moment and gritting his teeth in pain.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 3:53 pm
Orton would get to his feet, looking and finding the chair that was aimed for his head. Randy picked up and chair and tried to bring it down upon Michael.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 7:11 pm
Michael saw the attack at the last moment, raising his arms up to guard since he wouldnt be able to move in time, the chari smacking hard against his arms instead, but still hurting like a b***h.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 1:56 pm
Randy would just go to throw the chair down upon Micheal.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 11:00 pm
Michael was on one knee when randy threw the chair down on him, his arm wich was still up in defense taking the blunt of the damge and now throbbing with pain. But with adrenaline pumping through his veins michal went to get to a stagering position and go for a punch to ortons gut, if it hit he would go for the diomand cutter, nothing btu adrenaline and instinct driving him at this point.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 7:35 pm
Orton was caught offguard by the diamond cutter and hit the mat face first, rolling on his stomach and laying still.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 8:42 pm
Michael, though he ahd hit with the diomand cutter had still used up practically the last of his energy to make it work and layed ther as well untill about the count of 4 when he rolled over, barely able to move as he then began to fight and will himself to his feet. 5...6...7, At this point michael had almost made it but was stuck, breathing heavily and barely making it up at 9.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 9:49 am
Once the count had started, Randy hadn't moved. It wasn't until the 5 count that Randy started to roll over on his back. At about 7 Randy rolled over again on his stomach and kept rolling. At 8 he had rolled out of the ring, landing on his feet to technically stop the count. He was leaning against the apron, still practically out of it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 12:11 pm
Michael stared at him from inside the ring, breathing heavily and gritting his teeth. He couldnt beleive that Orton had managed to still get up after that surprise attack .
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 4:19 pm
Randy was dazed, he started to walk but collapsed, grabbing the guardrail breathing heavily.
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