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 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 9:40 pm
Now with a few moments to gather his thoughts about him. Matt rolled to the side and leaned on his elbow. He ran his other hand through his hair and found that it now had a mix of paint and blood. 'That'll hurt later.... he thought with a wince. Anyway, he wiped his hand on his pant leg and proceded to slowly get to his feet.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 12:20 pm
Andrew moaned and groaned in pain as he rolled back and forth like a turtle as he tried to get to his feet. He managed to make it to his stomach, and finally his hands and knees.
'Drip'
'Drip'
'Drip'
"B-Blood...M-My blood"
He had apparently sustained an injury on the side of his head during that last spill, either it came from the force of Matt's kick or from his tumbling. Either way, this wasn't gonna' last long.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 1:24 pm
Matt slowly got to a knee and looked around, wiping the blood and sweat out of his eyes. He slowly pushed himself up to his feet, and then stumbled into several crates. Only he didn't tumble over them, instead they were those bigger equipment crates. Leaning against those he once more wiped away the mix of blood, sweat, and paint from out of his eyes. He needed to get the advantage and then end this war, bu there was always that one important question. How?
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:07 pm
(I could have sworn that I posted...)
"Give...Up...Draven" Was the response from the downed opponent.
"You were a loser before...and you are still a loser...and you will always be a loser"
Andrew willed himself to his feet, jerking around to face Matt.
"This ends...now" And with that, Andrew held out his arms in a mocking 'gimme a hug' way.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:15 pm
Matt raised an eyebrow at Thorne's sudden urge for a hug. 'Like hell I'm giving you a hug.....' he thought as he raised a hand up in front of him and flipped Thorne the bird. Clearly Matt wasn't going to give into anymore of Andrew's trash talk. He did, however, push himself away from the crate and stood eyeing Thorne as best he could through the sweat, bood, and paint.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:26 pm
Andrew slowly started to approach Matt, lifting up his hand offering a test of strength.
"I know coming from me, this doesn't sound like much...But why don't we settle this like real wrestlers...Hand to hand.."
If Matt took his hand, he would pull a rake of his hand across the eyes of the Draven.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:32 pm
"Yeaaaah,no." Matt said as he attempted to kick Thorne in the gut. He wasn't going to be fooled by Thorne's mind games anymore. Besides, wasn't it kind of late to play the "Sportsmanship" card? Especially after trash talking him the entire time, and calling him nothing but a loser!
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:39 pm
Andrew was about to go for the eye rake when suddenly we was pounded by a kick, causing him to bend over in pain. Thorne tried to back up to gain some distance. If Matt tried to pursue, Andrew would pull a forearm low blow.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:50 pm
Matt took a step back after connecting with the kick. He lost his balance for a second there! Anyway, he went to grab Thorne by the hair.....only to have a farearm driven into his "family jewels"! Matt hopped backwards a bit before he doubled over and then fell to his knees.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 8:53 pm
"Ouch Matt...That had to--"
Andrew quickly stood up, ignoring the pain in his ribs. He ran towards Draven, seeing at how he was on his knees and downed. He went for the C4 finishing knee strike to the skull of Matt.
"--suck!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:11 pm
Matt looked up and saw Thorne charging at him. Within the span of several seconds two thoughts fluttered through his mind. Stay and get hit with whatever was coming at him, that was the easy choice. Didn't involve much moving on his part. Or Move out of the way! Needless to say, instead of moving out of the way. Matt fell to the floor soideways! As Thorne came by, Matt attempted to grabbed onto Thorne's other foot ((The one not being used as a weopan) and trip him!
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:20 pm
Andrew jumped, going for the C4 and needless to say, he missed. And on the plus side, he was tripped in the middle of the move, falling face first backstage.
"I hate you Draven..." mumbled Andrew, who was trying once again to pick himself up.
"Just call it quits man! Before you hurt yourself beyond repair..." He tried to negotiate.
"We need to end this..."
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:33 pm
"I agree...." Matt breathed as he scrambled to his feet as quickly as his aching body would allow. Which wasn't too terribly quick, but in the end it didn't really matter. Both men managed to get to their feet at about the same time! Matt then stumbled out the curtain and onto the stage! The brawl had started backstage, gone to the parking lot, back to the backstage area, and now was in the arena!
Matt then turned around attempting to catch Thorne with a right hook if he followed!
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:42 pm
"Ok Matt...what the heck, honestly---" Bam, right to the bloody spot of his head. Once again, tumbling backwards, falling to the ground in a dizzy haze of pain.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 9:56 pm
Matt stumbled to the side a little bit, but soon regained his balance. He walked over to Thorne and attempted to stomp on the side of his head!
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