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 Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 1:58 pm
Jarel vs Mr. X - Nuke managing
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 6:13 pm
Oh wah ah ah ah!
Down with the Sickness hits as flames burst up on the stage and the fans begin to cheer. Jarel Damone steps out onto the stage, the WWFG Undisputed title belt around his waist
"Making his way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 328 pounds, he is the WWFG Undisputed champion, Jarel Drako Damone!"
Jarel makes his way down the ramp and steps up onto the apron, then into the ring over the top rope. The Silver Dragon symbol is lowered to ring level and Jarel stands in front of it. He raises his fist and the symbol is lit up in flames as blue pyro bursts from the turnbuckles. Turning, he removes his coat and hands the belt to the referee, then turns to
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 10:31 pm
The arena went dark for a moment as the sounds of growling and grunts echoed from a man's voice over the WWFG's large intercom. Cursing was heard loudly as well as the beat to DMX's 'What's My Name?', a remix to the song by the artist that he had re-written for a friend he had made some years back. The spotlights that had strategically set up around the arena had been flickering on and off in rhythm with the off key keyboarding until it got into a proper rhythm, but still flickering like mad.
"This is the ********' s**t I be talkin' about
Half rappin' a** ******** think it's a game? You think it's a ********' GAME?
COME ON!"
An explosion and a work of pyrotechnics erupted from the ramp and by the entrance of the titantron as Mr. X was seen exiting backstage to grace WEE:E for the first time in his career.
"MIS-TER X!
Come on, ride or die
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo!"
Mr. X facial expression was stern as the crowd as unsure if they should cheer or not to this new superstar, not everyone knew who he was, nor did they know where his allegiance was; they still needed time to figure him out as he casually walked towards the ring, rather slowly staring up at Jarel in the ring, a grim smug look upon his face at this point. Pausing in the middle of the ramp, he looked left to right as the lyrics played out.
What's! My! Name?! Mr. X and I be the best.
You see the rest they lookin' like they need a rest.
ONE! MORE! TIME! I'mma spit at you some s**t.
That's gon' get at you be ********' with your mind.
STOP TALKIN' s**t! Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth
And really don't know who you ******** with
HERE WE GO AGAIN!
How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas?
I have no friends.
Crossing his arms and staring back into the ring, Mr. X adjusted the bandages on his wrist that had been wrapped carefully before this match, his dark chestnut brown eyes again falling towards the ring as the lyrics continued to roll. Slowly moving to the ring steps, Mr. X examined the arena quickly again before climbing in just as the chorus began. His eyebrow risen slightly has climbed onto the nearest turnbuckle and rose his hands up, almost as if he had already achieved victory. His voice boomed with a manly war cry that still couldn't be heard over the eruption of sound from both the PA system and the crowd.
MIS-TER X!
If you want it we got it
Come and get it ***** we wit' it
All you gotta do is set it baby!
RIDE OR DIE!
What'cha niggas want, uh, uh
What'cha niggas want?!
MIS-TER X!
If you want it we got it
Come and get it ***** we wit' it
All you gotta do is set it baby!
RIDE OR DIE!
What'cha niggas want, uh, uh
What'cha niggas want?!
Mr. X flexed his large biceps to the crowd, his teeth baring as he finally jumped down off the turnbuckle and he turned to face the referee and his opponent, Jarel.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 5:24 am
Nuke waited at ringside, looking up at his friend and tag partner Mr. X facing up against the Undisputed Champion, Jarel.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 10:40 am
Jarel watches X enter intently, along with Nuke. no time to start off slow, as he wants to end this as quickly as possible. fists raised, jarel moves in as soon as the bell rings, perhaps looking to land a big strike early. fists at the ready, the Dragon seems to be about to swing with his right hand, when he instead switches and goes for a hard kick to the gut
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 9:53 am
With Jarel being as big as he is and Mr. X being well, a few pounds less, than Jarel, Mr. X had somewhat braced impact, but the impact from the kick had lifted him into the air basically and he collapsed to the ground falling to both news from the effort of the WWFG Champion
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 3:48 pm
Jarel goes to pull X back up and hit a quick scoopslam, wanting to assert himself early
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 1:41 am
Almost rag dolled due to Jarel's brute strength, X had basically assumed in his mind that this monster had no remorse for him at the moment and no hesitation. The wind had been knocked right out of his body as he had been slammed into the ground by the scoopslam. He almost trembled in pain.
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 11:11 am
normally, jarel would perhaps move slower in his approach, perhaps try to see what all his opponent can do. right now, he wants to maim. as such, with Mr. X now down, he attempts a kick to the side of his neck while he's down
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 11:04 pm
The kick to the neck nearly stiffened all of Mr. X's body as the neck was the central part of nerve connection to the human body. It was strong enough to nearly black out the man, but Mr. X bit his pride and did his best to withstand the brute force of Jarel, preventing an early loss via KO. He attempted to roll away the best he could, give himself a few seconds to recover from this onslaught.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 11:03 am
Jarel follows after X, not wanting to let up on him at all. He goes to pull X to his feet and give him a hard irish whip to the turnbuckle
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 6:42 am
Mr. X needed to find a time to retaliate with Jarel, and it seemed that now would be the only spark he would find to strike. As Jarel was pulling X to his feet, he did his best to disrupt whatever had been coming his way and send a quick upper to his jaw!
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 10:34 am
Jarel is clocked in the jaw and releases X, taking a step backwards as his hand goes to his jaw
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 10:46 am
[ Ah, sorry. I thought this match was locked. ]
Mr. X did his best Edge impression, blindly charging at Jarel from the short distance they were at, going for a low speer to have Jarel swept off his feet!
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 10:57 am
(it's cool. was beginning to wonder what happened to you though)
and down goes the Dragon, courtesy of a spear
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