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 Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 11:15 am
Ladder Match - #1 Contendership/Undisputed Title
Disciple vs Kelly King 2.0
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 10:36 pm
Suddenly the arena went pitch black. Only the few flashes of the fan's cameras lit up the darkness. Then from the shadows a voice was heard.All Rise...Instantly the crowd blew up, nearly jumping to the feet with the fists held high as they heard the sound of Disciple's theme.Motograter - Down Smoke began to pour out from the back and bellow out from a few points on the stage quickly covering the stage and ramp with a thick layer of smoke. The towering figure of Disciple could be seen walking from the back from underneath the flashing lights. The monster was alone this time, his Uncle, Nathanial Creed absent due to last week's events. No, this time The Dreadnaught was only, the Lion Tamer that was his Uncle was gone and Kelly King was responsible. The Dradnaught slowly walked down the ramp as the smoke parted at his feet. Disciple approached the ring and reached up, easily grabbing the top rope and pulling himself onto the apron. There, Disciple pushed the top rope down a bit and stepped right over it, his tattered and torn trenchcoat dragging over the top rope before falling like a rock to hang next to the monster's feet. For a moment Disciple stood in the middle of the ring and scanned the crowd from behind his thick leather mask, and worn hood. Then he turned to the stage as he removed his trenchcoat and hood, waiting for his most hated rival, The One True King, King Nothing, Kelly King, 2.0.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 12:15 am
Yeah, I get it,
You're an outcast.
Always under attack.
Always coming in last,
Bringing up the past.
No one owes you anything.
I think you need a shotgun blast,
A kick in the a**,
So paranoid. . .
Watch your back!!
[ And the opponent. From Covington, Washington. Weighing it at 223 pounds... Kelly King 2 . 0! ]
Oh my here we go...
Another lose cannon gone bi-polar
Slipped down, couldn't get much lower.
Quicksand's got no sense of humor.
I'm still laughing like hell.
You think that the cryin to me,
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,
You've been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.
(Computer is being a d**k. Will fix entrance by friday. Posting for the sake of posting.)
2.0's pyro exploded over the stage as it all crashed down, and King made his way out onto the stage, protected by his cloak from his own pyro. Hanging above the ring was a title belt, however in place of some spectacular gold plate, was a clipboard for #1 Contendership. Which 2.0 had already earned!!
King made his way down to the ring. (Short entrance. Sorry X.)
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 12:22 am
~It's all gravy Proto.~ cool The silent Monstrosity stared down 2.0 from behind his tormented leather mask, his fists clinching at the mere sight of Kelly King. The Behemoth man however slowly took a couple steps back, backing into the ropes farthest from the stage. He was watch King as he made his way to the ring, waiting for chance to inflict as much pain as humanly possible for what he and The Best did to his Uncle.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 12:38 am
2.0 was cautious about getting into the ring with the monstrosity. This was far from 2.0's first dance with Disciple, and certainly not his first in a ladder match setting. Disciple was 2.0's toughest, meanest and longest running Rival. King walked up the steps, into the ring, slowly.
((Do me a favor and reply to my PM whenever you get the chance. That is, if you got it in the first place.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 12:55 am
~Yeah no problem. I could of sworn I replied to it when I first got it, but when I just went to check it said I didn't send a reply. Oh well, I just sent one.~ 3nodding As King entered the ring, Disciple began a slowly walk towards the One True King, but the Ref was there to halt Disciple progression. The Dreadnaught despite his natural instinct held back, waiting for the bell. He keep his gaze look on King and King only through as he was determined to put a hurtin' on his most hated rival.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 9:38 pm
2.0 brushed the side of his nose and the bell rang! It was on! King! Disciple! One MORE TIME!
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 11:36 pm
Disciple charged forward looking for a tie-up with 2.0.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 1:01 pm
As soon as Disciple was close enough for the lock-up, 2.0 would drop to the mat and roll out of the ring, causing the fans to boo. 2.0 shook his head at the fans and waggled his finger.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 4:59 pm
Disciple was going in for tie up when King decided to make a quick exit. Disciple arms were out but caught nothing. Watching a King rolled out the ring and then beginning to mock him, The Dreadnaught simply began to circle the inside of the ring like a tiger in his cage at a carnival show. Waiting for the One True Coward to return to the ring so he could resume the match.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 11:39 am
2.0 was about to slide back into the ring but creeped right back out, clearly wanting nothing to do with Disciple, despite the match technically being on. 2.0 instead walked around the ring, until a roaring fan caught his eye. The fan was sporting a "All Rise on 2.0's Corpse" sign, so King walked over to the lucky front row star, grabbed his sign, and ripped it apart as he yelled at the fan, completely ignoring Disciple!
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:10 pm
Disciple watched as King walked over to one of his fans, and watched how he verbally assaulted and belittled him. Disciple then made his way to the ropes and easily stepped over them onto the apron. Climbing down Disciple methodically walked up behind King. He raised his arms out to the side like a mighty grizzly and then suddenly went to wrap his arms around King's neck and lock in a sleeperhold. If Disciple was able to get the sleeperhold locked in Disciple would go to lean back and lift King off his feet to add to the pressure around 2.0's throat.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 12:18 am
King was locked in the sleeper hold and lifted off the floor as the fan started to laugh and cheer for Disciple, King flailed his arms and legs violently!
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 1:44 am
Disciple knew he could quite literally crush King's neck in his arms but for what he and The Tag Team did to his Uncle last week. He found more pleasure in making King suffer. So Disciple, in his demented state released the hold after a few moments, and took his massive hands and wrapped them around 2.0's skull. Disciple would then go to direct King around and go to throw his head into steel steps just a few feet away.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 5:31 pm
2.0 had no option but to have his head slammed on the steel steps.
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