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 Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 3:40 pm
Justin now began to climb! Yes! He had found a way out! Err- Matt had a found a way out and Justin stole it! HA! Pay back for Matt stealing his title! Justin was near being able to see over the greasy walls!
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 3:46 pm
Matt pulled himself up to his feet... And saw Justin climbing the rope. No, his plan had backfired!... And speaking of fire, now would be a great time to use some. Matt reached into his pocket, and pulled out a pack of matches and a Zippo. He began to spray down the bottom with the Zippo, hoping it would speed up the process of flames.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 3:51 pm
Justin looked down hearing a spraying noise. "..." Justin looked up, then back down. ".. ********." Justin quickly began to try and climb down before Matt could light the match! It didn't seem like Justin would be able to make it though.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 3:59 pm
Matt tossed the Zippo down to his feet and pulled out a match from the box. He looked at Justin and sneered, before striking the match against the box.
"I'll teach you to ******** with my plans, wigger!"
With that said, Matt placed the match against the rope, and watched as the fire raced it's way up the ladder. This effectively ruined Matt's plan, but atleast he still had a chance to win... Hopefully.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 4:02 pm
"********! New plan!" One that struck Justin's mind just now, not a well thought out plan, but maybe something good would come out of it! Justin took off his brass knuckles as Matt had lit the match! As soon as the ladder caught fire, Justin chucked them down right at Matt, and jumped off! What was the idea of the brass knuckles? In hopes Matt would be distracted by these, and not being hit, he wouldn't fully pay attention to the falling Justin! Who would attempt to hit a DDT when he dropped near Matt!
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 4:09 pm
Much to Justin's discontent, Matt was too busy admiring his fire to notice the brass knuckles falling. Well, they hit him on the head, dead on.
"OUCH! FUUUUUUUUCK!"
Matt stumbled to the ropes, holding his head. The God of Punks didn't even notice Justin's fall to them mat... The God of Punks also didn't make it all the way to the ropes. Because even though Justin might have just missed that DDT, his legs hit Matt directly on the back and sent right into the mat!
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 5:34 pm
Justin landed back first onto the mat! Holy son of a ******** b***h! Yeah, that described the feeling perfectly! Justin's eyes were wide open and he just had the wind knocked the ******** out of him! "Owww.." Justin could barely talk because of that, but he managed to let out a very dull ow.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:07 pm
Matt laid on the mat, only thinking about he had just ruined his plan. How were any of them going to get out now? All this, and more, at 11.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 10:24 pm
Justin, finally getting some air back in his system, began coughing. Justin couldn't lie, setting the ladder on fire was a pretty neat idea, as well as a foolish one. Now they had NO chance to get out. Justin smiled now. Why? He was trapped in here! "Heh, I'm going to make this hell for you Shanahan." However, Justin still was not moving.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 10:39 pm
Shanahan looked up from the mat and smirked.
"Hehe... Down, but not out..."
He slowly began to roll out of the ring, wanting to get some energy and not risk being attacked by Justin.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 11:04 pm
Justin looked up from the mat as well when Matt spoke, and watched him roll out of the ring. Justin found the energy to do the same, but WAY slower then Matt did. Once Justin got on the edge of the ring he sat up and let out a sigh, arching his back in pain. He then stood up and then bent down to look under the ring. Let see what we can find.. baseball bat, no Matt brought enough of those. Chain, no already used one. Garbage can, no not very fun. Sledgehammer, no it's over used. Oh! But this can work! Justin then stood back up, pulling out a chain saw! Oh that's right! And if Matt thought Justin was going to use it to escape, he was so dearly wrong!
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 11:09 pm
Matt also reached under the ring, but with a single hand, he was going to play Russian Roulette with this one. After a few seconds, his hand grabbed onto a handle, and Matt yanked on it eagerly... And there it was, a perfectly good weed whacker. He yanked on the plug to it alittle, until it finally started it up. Slowly lifting it up, he lifted it above his head and shouted...
"I AM THE WEED-MASTER! THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!!!"
Why the random outburst? Justin's landing hit Matt pretty hard, that's why.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 11:18 pm
Justin pulled back on the cord a couple of times until it started up, making a loud noise! The crowed seen these two Superstars with their weapons and began to cheer! Someone was going to lose there arm! Hell yeah! Justin slowly began to walk over to another side of the ring, to which he was now only one side away from Matt.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 11:26 pm
Matt yanked the cord to the weed-whacker again, making sure it was still going.
"Silly knight, you think you can challenge the Weed-Master?! Come, noble sir! Face your doom!"
... Matt got hit really hard from Justin's fall.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 11:36 pm
Justin stopped, wondering what the hell was wrong with Matt, but kept walking after getting it through his system. Justin ******** Matt up! No homo. Justin was now at the corner of Matt's side. Justin raised the chain saw above his head. "I'm going to have your head on a platter! RAAAH!" Justin was just about to run forward until he heard an odd noise, an odd noise stopping. Justin lowered his chain saw, his eyes widened. It stopped! ******** thing was out of gas! ********! ********! ********! Justin looked over at Matt and his weapon. ********!
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