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 Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 8:49 am
the following contst is scheduled for one fall. introducing first.....
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 2:35 pm
He wasn't as young as he used to be, but these stretches helped him fight death. Of course, he did everything possible to counteract the effects, but it didn't concern him, at least not right now. His mask stared him in the face, sitting un-laced on it's resting place, until he heard his music, and the announcer start to speak. He nodded, then brought his fingers to his lips. He carried the kiss to a picture of a baby girl stuck on his mirror. Inhaling deep, he put the mask on and opened the door, greeted by two blonde beauties. He spoke with a laugh, wrapped each of them up with big, strong arms.
"Let's do this, senoritas!"
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"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Mexico City currently residing in Los Angeles, California, El Guapo!"
As the announcer fluffed up the entrance of El Guapo, the old Luchador staggered out from behind the curtains, two young, bubbly college cuties under his arms, and El Guapo grinning and laughing all the while. His entrance is rather casual, not too rushed, merely making his way. He is without cigar or drink right now, but that sure as hell won't last in the future. Finally, he swaggers up the steps as the girls stay out of the ring. He laces his mask up after leaping into the squared circle, and when it's on tight, he runs around the ring, bouncing against the ropes, working the kinks out and admittedly, excited about his big debut, here. Soon he'd look over at the entrance, awaiting his opponent...
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 3:39 pm
*The lights go out and you hear-*
Wake up, wake up,
This is no hallucination.
This is what we have become,
This is what dreams are made of.
*Suicide comes out in the dim light watching the strobe and slowly walking*
Go look in the mirror.
Wake up, wake up,
This is no hallucination.
Wake up, wake up,
This is no hallucination.
*As Suicide makes his way into the ring the strobe turns off and the lights come on as he is on a TB in his fighting clothes*
Do we still exist?
I can't see my face.
Or are we just not here?
I can't see my face.
Wake up, wake up,
This is no hallucination.
This is what we have become,
This is what dreams are made of.
Wake up, wake up.
Wake up, wake up.
Wake up, wake up.
Wake up, wake up.
Wake up, wake up.
Wake up, wake up.
Wake up, wake up.
Come on come on,
You've got to wake the ******** up.
Suicide stands in his corner and waits for the bell*
Wake up, wake up,
This is more than you bargained for.
It took so long so you ate some more,
You did too much man,
You did too much.
Wake up, wake up.
Wake up, wake up.
Wake up, wake up.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 4:03 pm
El Guapo looked this opponent up and down, chuckling at his attitude. He'd worked with people like this before. Shaking his head, El Guapo would wait until the bell rung, and then tentatively walked to the center of the ring...offering a hand, for a lock-up, and keeping his eyes locked on his foe, not wishing to underestimate a potential threat.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 7:43 pm
Suicide offers a handshake to show his respect for his opponent. Then he walks back to think for a second
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 10:50 pm
El Guapo nods and accepts the handshake, standing tall and locking eyes with the smaller highflyer. Watching Jeff walk away, however, Guapo would shake his head and gesture at his opponent to get closer.
"Come on, mang!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 6:07 am
Suicide does a quick turn around tackle lands on top of you and punches you rapidly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:31 am
El Guapo was prepared, and as he felt the shoulder hit his stomach, he fell with the attempt, but placed his boots on Jeff's stomach, turning it into a monkey flip, of course aiming to land Jeff behind him. El Guapo would quickly roll to his feet if this worked, facing his opponent...
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 12:31 pm
xJeffNeroHardy Jeff does a quick turn around tackle lands on top of you and punches you rapidly. (this was a blatant godmode. do not phrase like this again. you do not automatically hit moves. you attempt them. if you do not give your opponent a chance to counter, you are godmoding and therefore breaking the cardinal rule in the guild. and by the way, are you jeff hardy or suicide silence? which character are you because i booked suicide silence. stay in character)
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 1:08 pm
Jarel Damone xJeffNeroHardy Jeff does a quick turn around tackle lands on top of you and punches you rapidly. (this was a blatant godmode. do not phrase like this again. you do not automatically hit moves. you attempt them. if you do not give your opponent a chance to counter, you are godmoding and therefore breaking the cardinal rule in the guild. and by the way, are you jeff hardy or suicide silence? which character are you because i booked suicide silence. stay in character) Sorry not used to being SS I'm used to being Jeff. I'll edit and make me SS
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 1:16 pm
Suicide taking the flip slowly gets up holding his back but ready and still pumped up.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 2:31 pm
(Hey, it's cool. I still need to write down half my character's names. XD)
El Guapo chuckled, giving a sly grin and flexing his right arm, resulting in a slight, cheap pop at this taunt.
"Nice try, amigo!"
He lifted his arms away from his mid-section, as if daring Suicide to try another tackle/spear.
"Care to try again? Ha ha ha ha!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:57 pm
(haha I only have 2 but I mostly RP Jeff)
Suicide seeing the taunt laughs "no thanks" Suicide waits not attacking.
(Wow after typing about this rp I typed Jeff again :l)
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 11:31 am
El Guapo was actually rather annoyed that Suicide didn't take the offense, and in that annoyance, he went for a big move early. He hopped forward a step, then leapt up and shot his foot out for the skull of his opponent, trying for a jumping enziguri, already. He wanted to rile up this crowd, give them something pretty to look at.
"Orale!", he cried out as he went for the attack, hoping it worked.
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