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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 10:00 pm
Andrew tried to cover up his bleeding head as he was rocked several times by a serious of kicks and stomps.
"Matt! Matt! S-Stop!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 10:07 pm
Matt did stop, after a couple more stomps that is! Anyway, Matt attempted to grab Thorne is a Dragon sleeper like hold and raise him up to his feet.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 12:09 pm
As Matt finally stopped, Andrew was put into a standing dragon sleeper hold. Andrew attempted to throws several back knees to the skull of Matt.
"Let go of me!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 12:25 pm
Being the one holding Thorne in the hold, it was rather simple moving his head to the side and dodge the knees. With the hold still locked in, Matt attempted to drive a couple knees of own into Thorne's spine! If the knees connected and Thorne was stunned long enough, Matt would attempt to hit Thorne with his finisher, L.O.! (Lights Out)
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 12:35 pm
(whats the lights out? It won't let me view the picture...)
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 12:49 pm
(Nevermind...luckily I just got done with watching my AJ Styles vs Daniels vids...)
Andrew could tell that Matt was setting up for something big, He quickly spun his body around hoping to generate enough torque so that he would be on top and Matt wound be the one in the tight spot.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 1:06 pm
((Well, I guess I have to find a new manuver. I can't find the same one! lol))
Thorne countered, and Draven's back slammed onto the metal stage!
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 1:10 pm
"Eat it Draven..." Andrew said, wiping some of the blood off of his head.
Andrew once more attempted to roll over Matt in order to put him into the Crippler Crossface.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 1:16 pm
One couldn't keep countering the same move over and over. Eventually one would be hit with said move, and that's exactly what happened to Matt. After managing to get free of the move several times before, he found that he couldn't after getting his back rammed into the metal stage. Therefore, THorne locked in the crossface!
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 1:17 pm
Andrew locked in his finishing crippler crossface.
"Ref...Ref! Get over here!"
"Tap Matt, Tap!" He said, pulling the head of Matt.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 1:41 pm
The ref qucikly ran over and kept asking Matt if he wanted to give up. In response to those questions, from both the ref and Thorne, Matt only screamed in pain. The only thing he could do was tap or......bite Thorne's hands!
Fighting through the pain as best as he could, Matt attempted to bite Andrew's hands! Seeing as they were covering his mouth and muffling his screams.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 1:48 pm
(wearing gloves...check my character page)
Andrew felt a little ruffling through the miz like gloves he was wearing.
"Yeah Matt...Nice Grrr--try..." He told him, yanking the head back even further and putting more pressure on the neck and shoulder of Draven.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 1:59 pm
((Why you cheeky b*****d rofl ))
Matt stopped trying to bite through the gloves and roared as pain shot down his neck in through his spine! In despration mode, Matt tried to use his free hand to push Andrew's interlocked hands off of his face! While he worked at that, Matt would also try to get his trapped arm free.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 2:05 pm
As Andrew pulled harder, Matt started struggling. As his hands started getting peeled off, he tried to re-position them under the chin of Matt so he could choke him more. He just hoped he could get him to tap before he managed to get free...Of course, no one back home had ever escaped this submission.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 2:18 pm
Matt refused to let Thorne get a better grasp! Even with gloves, Thorne's hands slowly began to slide upwards as Matt pushed. Who knew that blood, sweat, and whatever was left of the paint made such a good lubricant?
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