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 Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 4:27 pm
Brantley is seen in the ring with a microphone.
"Well, I don't have much to say. As I've been doing, I'm keeping it short, simple, and to the point. I can beat anyone. Chrono, Rosario, Mike Landry, and that bitchfag Harli as we all know. Australians suck hard a**. Thank you Pasadena!"
Brantley knew that's not where they were, but he didn't care, he was a d**k, the epitome of douchebag. He stood around the ring prancing around, skipping, and gloating while taking in a shower of boos.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 3:38 am
Mean while Harli seen sitting in his locker room playing Modern Warefare 3 when a stage hand came in and told Harli that Brantley was calling him out. Harli turned to the stage hand and said.
"God damn it, can't it wait I've just about won this game. Oh ******** it, let's go put boots to asses"
Harli got up and threw the controller down onto the couch as he left the lockerroom and headed towards the ring. "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold hit throughout the arena as the crowded exploded in cheers as Harli came out on stage with a microphone. Harli began to walk down the ramp and slid into the ring before raising the mic to speak.
"So let me get this straight while I was in a middle of a awesome game of Modern Warefare 3, I get interupted by some random guy that does stuff with the production team to tell me that some guy "Cocksucker" by the name of Brantley is calling me out, claiming he can beat anyone like Chrono, Rosario (Weak as s**t), Mike Landry and myself."
Harli paced back and forth before speaking again.
If you're challenging me to a match I'll accept but let me warn you, I've seen a pineapple with more personality than you."
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 4:44 pm
Brantley wasn't prepared for anyone to come out, especially Harli. His eyes widened but he'd just play it off like he was cool. With his baby oil glistening, he lifted the microphone to his mouth and started to speak.
"... OH s**t! THIS BOY THINK HE SOMETHING?! How was that a warning? Is it like... You have a pineapple that you drew on in your sixth year of high school in your special education classes that you've kept and have conversations with daily? Well, let's get this clear, I would demolish you with both my arms and my right leg tied behind my back. You're a sorry excuse for a wrestler and an even worse Australian, and Australia sucks nuts. In fact, I could beat you right here, right now. COME ON!"
With his last words he was grasping the top rope before moving to the back of the ring in a bit of a squat motioning for Harli to come get some of Brantley's beating power straight to the face.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 6:58 pm
All Harli could do was laugh as began to move towards the ring, as he was walking down to the ring he raised the mic to speak.
"Well we've got a comedian on hands. Brantley, you're talk is cheap while my actions speak louder than words. I'm going to come into this ring and demonstrate to you how badly you're getting to beaten for running you're mouth."
Harli lowered the mic and climbed into the ring while watching Brantley
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 7:41 pm
Brantley made a fake scared face before repeating the words, "Bring it b***h." He also kept his motioning of Harli to come to him and try to back his words up with some serious action.
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 1:49 am
Harli threw his mic to the side as he cracked his knuckles while moving towards Brantley.
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 5:28 pm
Brantley moved his head back and forth rapidly before looking at Harli. His eyes widened in what seemed to be fear before sliding under the ring and jumping over the barricade. He then jolted through the crowd getting as much distance from Harli as possible.
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 1:05 am
Harli would follow after Brantley to the point where he stood in front of the barricade. Once he watched as Brantley disappeared from sight, Harli kicked at the barricade as he swore quiet loudly.
Harli then turned his back to head to the back.
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