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Genba Hirayanagi Crown Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 2:49 pm
This is where the wrestlers who advanced in the King of MUSCLE Tournament post their opinions on the outcome of the match. You don't have to post if you don't want to.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 8:13 pm
Striker walked bacstage, wearing his argyle sweater and wrestling gear. He took a quick swig of water before turning to the camera. "I'd like to apologize for my appearance, that hooligan Jon Moxley decided to spit all over my sweater. Do not fear students, that young man will get his comeuppance! Do you see now MUSCLE LAND? That is what I was explaining earlier. Brains won me that match. My intelligence was far too much for YAMATO to bear. He is a worthy adversary, but nonetheless, nothing will keep me from my destiny. And by the end of this tournament, everyone will have been taught a lesson. Because I am Matt Striker, and I am, your teacher."
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 9:43 pm
*Minowa walks backstage with Japanese flag draped over himself. Sits down as he opens up his pack of instant ramen he just made, taking a few spoonfuls.*
"Mmmmm...."
*Keeps eating, but then notices the camera.*
"Oh....you're interviewing me now? Alright, alright..."
*Puts his ramen down and slowly stands up.*
"Minowaman has beaten Bob Sapp a second time...first time in DREAM, second time in MUSCLE LAND...and what a coincidence that both were to advance in the first round of a tournament. When I defeated Sapp in DREAM, it was a tournament for the SUPER HULK title which I eventually won...and history will repeat itself tonight as Minowaman will become the King of Kinniku! Now excuse me...Minowaman must eat his dinner then prep for his next opponent. I saw a nice bearded man in a box outside who looks like a formidable sparring partner! Goodbye, goodbye!"
*Sips his ramen and sits down as the cameramen leave.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 9:02 pm
:: A sweaty and exhausted Brock steps into the locker room followed by his DeathClutch teammates who give him words of encouragement and pat him on the back. He gives a weak smile to the camera. ::
"...Did you SEE that? DID YOU SEE THAT?! All you supposed 'smart marks' and all you mixed martial art nerds tweeting, posting on your message boards, saying I wouldn't make it. You think I can't handle MMA and you think I can't step back into your fake professional wrestling ring and go all out with those 'actors'. Well, look where I am now..."
:: Picks up the UFC Heavyweight title belt and kisses it. ::
"The only belt that matters to me...but hey. That King of MUSCLE belt? Looks like it could be a good hood ornament for my big ol' hummer outside. Alright. I'm done. Get out."
:: Shoo's the camera away and celebrates with his team! ::
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 6:56 pm
*Sits in the locker room, breathing heavily with a towel around his waist... He runs a hand through his hair, smoothes his mustache out, and looks up at the camera, grinning.*
"...Hahaha! Joey Ryan... Moving to the finals. And if the quality of my opponents doesn't change in the finals, I'll be getting some gold around my waist, and more importantly, gold in the bank account. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to "Bring Sleazy Back," to some company in my hotel room..."
*Joey stands up, and walks away... Throwing the towel behind him once out of camera view*
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