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 Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 1:25 pm
Omega thought he had Cartwright but he was taken aback by his old chum!! Way aback, so far aback that he crashed through a table!! He rolled around in the debris of table and tried to hide from Cartwright
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 7:35 pm
((Already established, but now doubly and legibly confirmed successful 2-day auto hit that cannot be bitched about because you've been active in other guilds, so I'm taking whatever said here as the 'official' grain of salt ))
What appeared to be in slow motion to Alastor, was super sped up in real life. His rotating flip, his double stomp the sensation of the successfully connected hit.
There was a sickening, yet satisfying crunch underneath Alastor's foot, he was no doctor, or specialist
but he knew what it sounded like for bones to be broken.
Several of Arson's ribs were broken from the force of Alastor's double stomp. No doubt from earlier fatigue, the wind being knocked out of him from the flying knee and now the flipping elevated double stomp.
No doubt after this match, no matter how tough Arson 'may be', he'd be taken out of commission for a while, or he could fight on broken ribs and risk puncturing of his internal organs.
Either was fine with the BBW Universe, and several other 'smark' fans.
After the rib shattering, earth shattering dynamic crunch of Alastor, that was so powerful and epic that Arson's ancestors rolled over in their graves cringing from the pain...
Alastor rolled off of the broken, crumpled, body of Arson, noting what everyone else knew.
Arson did indeed dye his hair, there were some gray hairs in the unnaturally dyed hair.
It was unnatural, and just the right color of shades of red that was also unnatural for a white person, let alone anyone. Then it hit him, Arson was abusing women's hair dye!
Rolling his eyes at the gray hair, and he lifeless body of Arson, the Nobel Jaguar kipped up. Standing up he turned his back to the Arsonist, kicking dust into Arson's face as if wiping the dirt with him and left.
His job was done, he took out Arson to save Omega...
For later...They 'were' going to continue their show down that Omega deserted
Looking up to the heavens he could see the legendary manager Paul Bearer in his mind smiling down nodding his approval.
'OOOOOOOOOOO YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!'
Giving a nod in return, Alastor looked back to Omega
'Soon...'
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 7:39 pm
Ava having watched the take down of Arson by Alastor and then the double stomp was waiting for her moment to go in and after Alastor walked away from the down Arson she would rush in and attempt to get the pin on Arson who no doubt wouldn't be able to push a 256lbs woman off of his injured chest without making his injuries worse.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 12:44 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 6:01 am
Ava stood up after the pin went through on Arson as the personal ref handed her the envelope. Once Ava had the envelope she began to walk to the ring to hand it in.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 8:41 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 9:37 am
[As of this moment, the Backstage War is officially over. Congratulations to our winners Andrew Styles and Ava. This thread will now be used for normal backstage interactions. Thank you everyone for participating in BBW's first Backstage War. Expect to see it at next year's Winter Warfare.]
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 9:44 am
Cartwright was sad that the match was over and being attacked from behind with a sledgehammer wasn't nice or fun, but he was chuffed that he got to eat curry and toss Omega through a table! You win some, you lose some!
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 9:48 am
Dion walked into the hallway, coffee in one hand, newspaper in the other. "Hey, did I miss something?" he asked.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 3:43 pm
The Man Called Boom wandered around the backstage, looking for a specific blond haired beauty he had his eyes set upon the past few weeks. He straightened the same tuxedo jacket he wore before nervously.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 6:04 am
Andrew Styles walked back the way he came from after delivering the envelope to the boss, he should be a lot more happy but instead, his face just showed blank emotion, his black eyes piercing if looked upon directly, hands inside of his pockets, head hurting a lot. The plan was set in motion in his mind, he even walked past anyone who stood on his way, even his mentor, Omega whom was laying in table debris was totally ignored by the ex-Crimson Champion, that not being pride but simply pent-up anger, yeah, going into a tournament to have a shot for something you never lost in the first place, legally gives you that.
He walked out of the arena's area to the outside, simply getting into his black Koenigsegg Agera R which was parked in front of the arena, no emotions shown by him and since he was on his home turf, Canada in an overall aspect, well, he surely knew where to go, so there he went, the car's torque roared at the start as he simply drifted off, silent and cold as he came in the first place.
(Exit from the Arena)
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 11:53 am
After the events of the Backstage War, it was once somewhat safe to be out in the area. Mindy, however, was skeptical about it; she wandered out of the General Manager's office on the defensive, looking over her shoulder constantly as she tried to make her way to the snack machine. The last thing she wanted was to be involved in a brawl.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 12:13 am
Boom caught sight of the ever-lovely Minday, walkinh up to her.
"Mindy~...hello...are....you hungry?" he asked, acting nervous as he looked at the snack machine.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 11:07 am
Unbeknownst to both Boom and Mindy next to the snack machine was a shattered table, and from under the wreckage emerged a gloved fist "Anyone wanna help me up??" Omega called out not knowing who was at the machine just knowing he heard voices "I've fallen and I can't get up." he joked as anyone who saw that backstage war saw him get sent flying into that table by his good buddy Cartwright.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 12:10 pm
The poor girl nearly jumped out of her skin when Boom spoke to her with an
"Eeek!" , having came up behind her right as she got to the snack machine. She whirled around and stared up at the bigger man with fear in her eyes, only relaxing momentarily after seeing it was just Boom.
"O-oh!... U-hm, hi M-mister Boom... I suppose, a l-little... Mr. S-shanahan and I have been r-really busy with the sho-"
Mindy was cut off as Omega called out from underneath the wreckage, causing her to jump, turn about, and stare in horror as the man's glove reached out. It took another moment for it to set in that this man wasn't a threat (yet), but one of the poor men that was brutalized in Matt's pointless war! "O-oh my! Y-you poor thing!" She gasped while scurrying over, those helpful instincts of hers kicking in as she tried to grab Omega's hand and feebly help him out of the wreckage.
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