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Post by thelegend on Jan 25, 2007 13:29:36 GMT -4
[glow=red,2,300]Hmmph...you're approval and accord are meaningless, Mr. Pryor. See...I did not come here to "impress". I came to test my skills against new challengers. All that I have done is passe, and the same goes for you.[/glow]
He stands with his arms folded...
[glow=red,2,300]Just as you see nothing in what I have done...I see nothing in what YOU have done. This LXW...if you were so important to it, if you were the man "carrying the load", it would still be standing to this day, wouldn't it? No. It has folded, the members have scattered the globe and all that is left are fond and unfond memories. You have done nothing, Pryor...nothing. You tout yourself as "Wrestling's Savior" when you are nothing more than a VIRUS. Every you touch...withers away...
..even your marriage is nothing more than a fargone memory..."Savior" indeed.[/glow]
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Post by bar on Jan 25, 2007 13:45:24 GMT -4
He only laughs...
"You got any other low blows? The same atypical shit that everyone is sure to take a shot with? C'mon, lets hear all the bullets you've got in the gun... or as Mr. Starr would refer to as the "PwnZooka." Here's a little tale... I did my part to make LXW better. My Order was right on top of it, even drawing out bottom feeders into the spotlight for an oppurtunity to stand up for what they believe in. Nobody was safe and that was good for business... not management, not jobbers, not mid-carders, not main eventers. And just the ruckus that I and my colleagues caused was the best thing for it. I myself? I was sold away when the foundation cracked, not from me, but from everything else crumbling away. Now, guess who benefits? APW... the ones who're probably licking their lips seeing this unfold. Once again reaffirming that I am the reason to watch, instead of watching your challenge go unanswered and you withering away. And as for your shot at my marriage? If she was worth a fuck, she'd be here still... I found better. Way better... in more ways than you can imagine... yet once the roster melted away, I lost her in the shuffle. So don't even think of the wife as a low blow, as I for one, will just laugh it off." |
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Post by thelegend on Jan 25, 2007 13:56:20 GMT -4
[glow=red,2,300]His will is quite strong...
I would no doubt have found a challenge had you not have done me the service of airing your clever little video and accepting it. I gain no satisfaction in belittling your faults and failures. The world does indeed know quite a bit about you at this moment. At Battlezone, both the world, as well as yourself...the ones who are merely casual fans and follow the "entertainment" in this business and not the "sport", will soon know more about me...as will you. Those who DO appreciate the competition and purity of this...know full well who I am...Saturday will be a formal introduction for you, Mr. Pryor.[/glow]
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Post by bar on Jan 25, 2007 14:00:38 GMT -4
"That's where you make sure you bring it. Bottom line. Now, anymore shots or are we done here?" [/center] |
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Post by thelegend on Jan 25, 2007 14:06:14 GMT -4
[glow=red,2,300]Only one...[/glow]
With that, he steps back from the bag and quickly sets his feet squarely. Still in one of his pinstriped business suits, he reaches up with a swift, hard roundhouse kick...
...and takes the heavy bag clear off the chain it was hanging from. As it slams against a nearby wall, he readjusts his tie...
[glow=red,2,300]Your form...needs improvement. We'll see how it fares in two days. Good day, Mr. Pyror.[/glow]
...and he walks off.
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Post by bar on Jan 25, 2007 14:48:28 GMT -4
"...well, my point just got made. What a douche..."
He rubs the back of his head, deciding to just hit the weights...
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