Losing Matches

[Guest Muzz]

So far this evening, the Washington fans have been treated to the best Smarks Wrestling Federation Christmas Pay Per View’s yet, but their excitement is still at a fever pitch, as two of the most anticipated matches on the card draw ever closer. As "Don't Drag me Down" plays all around the arena, we zoom in on the two resident commentators of the Smarks Wrestling Federation Bobby riley and Mark Stevens, both looking sharp in their tuxedo's, looking more excited then the fans do!

 

"The locker room is buzzing as each the wrestlers meet with their families as the SWF goes on break for the holidays, but for four men, their is still a grueling hour or two ahead of them." Stevens explains to the people at home, "The hard working people in the back however want to see the next match, as the HVille Thugg, one of the best the SWF has ever seen, fights an old friend tuned enemy, Bayawolf, for a chance to once again compete in the SWF! Bobby, I have goose bumps already just thinking about it!"

 

Riley smiles as he looks around through the audience, loving the atmosphere tonight, "Me too Mark. Thugg may have turned his back on the brotherhood of heels and embraced the fans of the SWF, but having him back and competing again would bring some life back into the SWF, something it has needed for a long time. I am not entirely sure how Bayawolf fits into this match, maybe he's just here to do Stubby's bidding?"

 

"Stubby's new lap dog maybe?" Stevens asks.

 

"Exactly Mark, now that Dawg has left, Bayawolf has stepped up as Stubby's personal hit man, but I believe that beating Thugg is a near impossible task for Bayawolf. He and Thugg used to be friends, and the two know each other quite well, so I'm sure this will be an emotionally charged encounter, one I cannot wait to see!"

 

"One thing has been on my mind since Bayawolf returned to the SWF... why change from Sacred, to Bayawolf? I mean, I know Sacred is a very disturbed individual, but what possible explanation is there for becoming Bayawolf? Well, we can ponder this later, because it looks like the man himself is coming out right now!"

 

"Wow..." Bobby says in surprise, "I have never known an opponent of the HVille Thugg to be actually looking forward to the match! He clearly has some emotional problems..."

 

"I know I would feel dead to the world If I lost my wife, wouldn't you bobby... oh wait, you don't go for the ladies do you?"

 

Bobby replies in an uproar, "If you can't say anything nice Mark, don't say anything at all... bitch."

 

"Pansy." Mark quips.

 

The camera finally leaves the quarreling commentary duo, and instead focus on Funyon in the ring, the lights have gone out completely, leaving only a spotlight to light up the SWF legend, microphone in hand. He looks around at the audience, in awe over their enthusiasm, feeding his own anticipation for the match up.

 

Funyon looks around as he makes his first announcement, "Ladies and gentleman, the following match, is a singles match, scheduled for one fall..." The fans let out a dull roar, "... And on the line will be a Smarks Wrestling Federation contract for the HVille Thugg!" On hearing this, the fans explode! They start to chant "Thugg! Thugg! Thugg!" Slow and rhythmically.

 

"Who would have thought..." Stevens begins, "That the fans would once day be chanting the HVille Thugg's name. He was their enemy for so long, but then say saw him as the righteous and noble man that he really is!"

 

"Noble...?" Riley asks in confusion, "Righteous? Let me tell you something Mark, these fans are fickle, one day they're Thugg's worst enemies, the next they all want to be his friend. The fans may have changed their tune, but Thugg is till the same man he always was!"

 

As the chanting continues, the spotlight slowly exits the ring, and tails up the ramp way, and the fans voices soon fade away as they wonder what is happening. The light shines down on the entranceway, stopping right smack dab in the center, and everything is silent... That silence is broken, as a guitar riff slowly starts up, and the fans are still completely oblivious to who is coming out. As Nevermore's "The Heart Collector" begins to sound, a light mist overcomes the entrance, creating an eerie effect with the lights. A figure can be seen slowly stepping out from behind the curtain, but he is hidden from sight, until he walks into the light, head down, black trench coat dangling down towards the floor, crimson mask covering his face...

 

It soon becomes evident who it is, and the fans show their utter contempt for Bayawolf, as he begins his slow walk down the ramp, eyes closed, listening to the music as it continues to play... The chorus soon starting up...

 

"Nevermore to feel the pain...

The Heart Collector sang.

And I won't be feeling hollow for so long..."

 

Wolf begins to look up, looking around at the fans as they look back at him with furious expressions, clearly making it known that they don't want him out here. Wolf just looks down and ignores them, walking up the black steps at ringside...

 

"Nevermore to feel the pain...

The words fall out like fire.

Just believe, when you can't believe anymore..."

 

As the next verse plays, Wolf steps into the ring, slowly taking off his trench coat, throwing it over the ropes, showing his bare torso, prominent is his dragon tattoo down his left arm, along with his chiseled physique. He looks up at Funyon, who gulps, awkward as he is subjected to Bayawolf's gaze. He mumbles as he gets on the Mic, "I- Introducing first, from Adelaide, Australia. Standing six foot one, and weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pounds... Please welcome back to the SWF... Bayawolf!"

 

The welcome Bayawolf receives is less than warm, as more boos are heard following Funyon's formal introduction. Wolf's emotionless expression soon gives away to a sneer as he listens to the fans yell and curse at him, the bitter feelings coming back to him...

 

"Sacred has been SWF fans enemy number one for a long time." Stevens explains, "I know in the ring he may seem like... an evil bastard with no disregard for people's safety, but out of the ring, he is calm and placid, but that's a side of him no one ever sees."

 

"It's sad isn't it Mark. I believe Bayawolf is right when he says that the fans turned their back on him, and they helped to make him what he is, with their insensitivity in regards to his wife's tragic death, but I have a feeling that Bayawolf is hiding something from us, something that fuels his rage even more."

 

"Maybe he thinks it just looks cool?"

 

".... Well it does look rather sharp on him."

 

Bayawolf walks to the center of the ring, and turns around, facing the entranceway, waiting silently, while the crowd's noise only grows. A few years seem to past, at least to the audience, until the lights suddenly go out, and they hear...

 

"Muhahahahahahahaha!"

 

An electric guitar blares through the speakers, sounding in DMX's "Who We Be", a familiar tune to the SWF fans, who explode in a sudden frenzy! The noise is deafening as they completely drown out the music, each one glad that the Thugg is finally back in the SWF! Of course, they make all this noise and the man himself hasn't come out yet! Through the speakers is heard...

 

"They don't know...

Who we be...

 

They don't know...

Who we be...

 

What they don't know is..."

 

Boom! A huge explosion rocks the entranceway, leaving a large wall of fire across the stage, a small opening in the center. Through it makes a shadowy figure, a black towel draped over his head, hiding himself as he walks through the fire, stopping suddenly, staying completely still, as he listens to the fans chanting.

 

Funyon proudly gets on the mic to announce, "... And his opponent! From Washington, DC, standing seven foot two and weighing three hundred and eighty six pounds! Ladies and gentleman, he is a former two time Smarks Wrestling Federation World Heavyweight Champion... please welcome to the ring, the one, the only..."

 

"... the HVille Thugg!"

 

Upon hearing his name, Thugg shakes off his towel and starts bounding down the ramp way, not taking any notice of the fans as they call out his name in admiration. Thugg reaches the ring apron, and steps up, using the top rope to pull himself over and into the ring, as the bright fire on the entrance way is extinguished, but not so is the fans enthusiasm as they cheer for Thugg. Thugg does little to acknowledge the crowd, and instead, prepares himself for the match, and looks at Bayawolf, as he says still in the center of the ring, not moving a muscle, not looking at his opponent. He suddenly turns around and glares at Thugg, who gets up from the turnbuckle and walks up to his enemy, towering over him like a behemoth. Bayawolf doesn't back down though, looking up into Thugg's eyes, full of rage and spite for the HVille monster.

 

"And just listen to this crowd!" Stevens calls out, amazed at their enthusiasm, "They absolutely love the Thugg! Strange I know. And he and Bayawolf stare... well, Bayawolf nearly comes up to Thugg's knees!"

 

"Ha, Ha, very funny..." Riley says sarcastically. "...But yes, Thugg is definitely... definitely going to have the weight and height advantage, as he is one hundred and fifty pounds heavier and nearly over a foot taller! That is the reason why Thugg was so successful, he has the power, and he knows how to use it, but Thugg better not take Bayawolf lightly, his is a technical master, and will wear you down steadily throughout the course of the match."

 

Stevens replies, "I believe this will be the first contest between these two, one on one, as either Bayawolf or Sacred, so it will be interesting to see how well they know each other in the ring, after being friends for a long while. Let's not forget though, that Sacred was there, holding the HVille Thugg up as Bo broke his neck with those vile chair shots. Thugg would not have forgotten that, no way in hell."

 

As the two men back off, looking ready to tear each other limb from limb... well, Thugg does anyway, being the huge monster that he is, they suddenly forget that there is no referee in the ring, until they and the crowd hear over the loud speakers...

 

"All aboard! Ahah haa hah hah!"

 

... the unforgettable voice of Ozzy Osbourne! The crowd knows all too well who is coming out, and immediately start to boo with all the energy in their bodies! Their hatred for this man is amazing as a huge wall of crimson pyro explodes! on the entranceway, shaking the arena to it's very core! As the pyro subsides, Ozzy Osbournes "Crazy Train" kicks up, and out from behind the curtain comes....

 

"And introducing the special referee for tonight's bout... he is a former Smarks Wrestling Federation world champion himself... give it up, for the heartbreaker, the gambling man, the king of hearts... he is... The Suicide King!"

 

Following Funyon's announcement, the crowds boos are overwhelming, as The Suicide King begins his cocky strut down the ramp way, ignoring the fans, instead he just smirks at Thugg, knowing the position he has him in. Thugg grumbles to himself as the men in the audience curse at the gambling man, and the women squeal with pleasure at the heart breaker. King walks down to the ring apron and steps up, stepping provocatively through the ropes, sending the women into a frenzy. King just smiles as he walks past Thugg, walking all the way around the ring so all the crowd can get a glimpse of one of the greatest heels the SWF has ever seen.

 

"Ack, I almost forgot that Suicide King was to be the referee in this match!" Stevens exclaims, "Thugg may have the general advantage over Bayawolf, but with the Suicide King obviously going to help Wolf, the odds are stacked against the Thugg!"

 

"Definitely Mark, why would King want to cake the count for Thugg when he pins Wolf? I just don't see it happening!" Riley replies.

 

"Bayawolf has struck an alliance with the commissioners office, which includes the Suicide King, and you know that King would not want Thugg back in the SWF again, and he'll do anything to stop him."

 

"Does this make Sacred the commissioners lackey? Just like he was with Fallout and Prime Evil?" Riley asks.

 

King, decked out in his referee uniform, walks up to the two men, who both look at King, Thugg looking about ready to make a hole in King's head. King looks over to ringside and the bell rings, "Ding, ding, ding!" To start the match!

 

"Here we go! The HVille Thugg fighting to get his contract back has to beat Bayawolf here tonight to do so! He has the power, the experience, and the crowd behind him to help himself reach that goal!"

 

"Thugg was the king of this fed not six months ago, and now he has to win his contract back! Oh how the mighty have fallen..."

 

"Riley, I thought someone was supposed to be joining us out here, a certain pot smoking commissioner I believe..." Stevens asks his partner.

 

"Good point Mark, I know he wouldn't want to miss this match for the world..."

 

Inside the ring, as the fans explode into a mass of noise around them, King steps backward, allowing the two competitors their space. Wolf looks up at Thugg and shakes his head, then looks down at his feet and spits at the ground in front of him!

 

"Bayawolf is showing no respect for the Thugg, how could two friends such as these become such enemies?" Stevens wonders.

 

Thugg looks down at the ground, then looks at Bayawolf, then at the fans, who are absolutely livid at Wolf's actions. Thugg looks into Wolf's eyes and grins... then rears back and smacks him across the face with a right hand! The fans break from showing their disgust to cheering for The HVille monster as he pounds away at Bayawolf, hitting right hand after right hand, each punch doing a great amount of damage as Thugg's fists crash into Wolf's jaw bone, nearly knocking it off his face.

 

"Fuck me! Look at Thugg, he only has to hit a few punches before he has his opponent reeling! I don't know how long Bayawolf will be able to last in that ring..." Riley says grimly.

 

Bayawolf tries to fight back, throwing one of his forearms across the face, but Thugg just shakes it off and knees him in the stomach! Wolf is immediately doubled over and winded, as Thugg grabs his head and hits a rising knee lift! Wolf is knocked onto the mat, but whirls back to his feet, only to meet with a clothesline from the Thugg! The crowd explodes as Thugg drops to the mat, mounts on Wolf and starts laying into his forehead with some more devastating right hands!

 

"Thugg may have been gone from the sport for a while, but it doesn't look like he's missed a beat! He's showing his power already, and he looks in the best shape of his career!" Riley yells as he watches Thugg decimate Wolf with more right hands.

 

"Just like you to check out the guys in the ring, isn't it?" Stevens says, chuckling to himself.

 

"I hope you're not going to keep this up all night..." Riley replies, rolling his eyes.

 

Thugg climbs back onto his feet, and the crowd roars in appreciation of his efforts, chanting the big man's name. Not one to respond to the fans, Thugg shows a slight smile, glad to be back in the ring once again. Wolf gets back up, already suffering from a massive headache, but Thugg only attempts to make it words, as he charges towards him and knocks him down with a big boot to the head! Thugg backs himself into the ropes, coming back towards Wolf, hoping to hit a leg drop... but he suddenly stops in his tracks in mid stride, looking around at the entranceway as he and everyone in the crowd hears...

 

"Lights out! Guerilla Radio! Turn that Shit up!"

 

As "Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine hits, the crowd suddenly boo as none other than Commissioner Stubby P. McWeed makes his way out to the entrance, smiling as Thugg growls and stares, plotting his revenge for Stubby. The Commissioner sidles down the ramp way, Thugg not taking his eyes off the man who plotted his SWF demise. As Stubby rounds the ring, heading towards the commentary position, Wolf slowly climbs to his feet, looking around, finding Thugg with his back turned, looking at Stubby...

 

"Ah, and speaking of the devil, I mean glorious leader who gives me my pay check, Stubby makes his way out here - Hold on! Wolf just clubbed Thugg in the back of the neck!" Stevens yells, pointing into the ring. Stubby takes a seat next to Riley and Stevens, putting the headset on himself.

 

"Thugg is a damn fool." Stubby says with a laugh. "He's the same predictable person that I drove out of the sport all those months ago."

 

"What do you mean McWeed?" Riley asks.

 

"Thugg's a beast, a Neanderthal, he only has violence on his mind, and he's not to smart either. I knew he would be distracted by my presence, and I knew that Bayawolf was smart enough to capitalize on it." Stubby says with a confident grin.

 

"Brilliant plan Stubby! How do you do it!?"

 

"You're not getting that raise bub..." Stubby replies, sighing.

 

Thugg is momentarily stunned as Bayawolf hits another forearm to his neck, making Thugg stumble away. The crowd suddenly loses the excitement they had as Wolf jumps into the air and dropkicks Thugg in the neck! The monster stumbles forward and crashes into the turnbuckles. Wolf shakes off the headache and charges, full of rage at Thugg, jumping into the air and connecting with a stinger splash! Bayawolf grabs Thugg by the hair and pulls his head down, spiting into his face! Bayawolf suddenly unleashes on Thugg, hitting him in the neck over and over again with his trademark forearms!

 

Stevens reports, "I have to agree with you about Bayawolf Stubby, he's already focusing on Thugg's neck, which he broke all those months ago! And if you ask any specialist, the neck is never the same again, it only gets weaker, and it may become Thugg's Achilles heel."

 

"Thugg deserves anything that's coming to him, there's so much people don't know about him..." Stubby replies coldly.

 

"What's that supposed to mean?" Riley asks.

 

Stubby just ignores Riley and continues watching Wolf pound away at Thugg, unleashing all his bent up frustration. Wolf grabs Thugg by the hand and attempts to whip him across the ring, but he just won't budge! Wolf tries again, but he can't move the monster! Thugg suddenly grabs Wolf and throws him over the top rope! But Bayawolf wisely lands on the ring apron, as Thugg turns around with a wild right hand, but Wolf is able to duck it. Bayawolf grabs Thugg by the head and drops his neck down on the top rope! Thugg stumbles backwards, gasping for breath after landing on his throat, as Wolf climbs onto the apron, placing his hands on the top rope. Thugg finally spins around, as Wolf leaps to the top rope and springboards off, hitting him with a cross body splash!

 

"That's what Bayawolf has to do if he wants to win this match, stick to his high flying and technical game, run rings around Thugg, frustrate him into making mistakes, and then strike again, strike at the neck!" Riley cries, getting into the match.

 

Both Wolf and Thugg roll onto their feet, gathering themselves after the early battle. Thugg tries for another trade mark big hoss clothesline, but Bayawolf is like a cruiserweight with Thugg, and ducks under it. Bayawolf turns around and jumps onto Thugg's back, starting to strangle him by the neck! But Thugg grabs Wolf with his massive hands and flips him over his back. Bayawolf lands on his feet, as Thugg lumbers forward, trying to grab Wolf by the back of the waist, but Bayawolf suddenly fires a standing side kick at Thugg! The big man is stunned only shortly, but it's enough time for Wolf to kick Thugg in the stomach, double him over, and then grab him in a front face lock, falling backwards, hitting a quick DDT on the HVille monster!

 

"Jesus Christ!" Riley yells. "I thought Bayawolf would be out of his depth and Thugg would dominate, but Stubby's appearance and Bayawolf's work on his neck has really stunned the big man."

 

"Thugg should have known his neck would have been a target, but now he has to do all he can to protect it." Stevens replies.

 

Bayawolf floats over for the cover, but before King can begin his count, Thugg pushes Bayawolf off of him!

 

"... He's a freak." Riley whispers.

 

Thugg climbs to his feet and grabs Bayawolf, throwing him in the corner. Thugg runs across the ring, and drives his outstretched elbow into Bayawolf's face! Wolf's head snaps back against the turnbuckle and falls forward, as Thugg grabs him by the arm and nearly rips it off whipping him across the ring. Thugg charges once more and hits another clothesline! As the lucky people in row 'F' catch Wolf's teeth, Thugg grabs Bayawolf's head and throws it against the top turnbuckle pad, and the crowd chant along, "One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine!" Thugg stops there, bends down, placing his hands on Bayawolf, lifting him up in a press slam and throwing him down on the top turnbuckle! "Ten!"

 

Wolf rolls to the outside, already, a trickle of blood escapees from under his mask, as Thugg taunts him to get back into the ring. Wolf wipes the blood away and steps up onto the ring apron, where Thugg immediately pounces, trying to knock him from the apron with a big boot! But alas, Bayawolf steps to the side, and Thugg crotches himself on the top rope! Thugg dangles on the top rope, one leg hanging on the outside, one of the inside, as Bayawolf regains his composure. Wolf grins maniacally as he looks at Thugg in his predicament, then charges across the apron, but Thugg counters by punching him in the face! Wolf falls off the apron as Thugg gets himself off the ropes and steps outside, grabbing Wolf and throwing his head against the apron! Thugg bashes Wolf's head, but Wolf counters, elbowing Thugg in the neck and the monster's weakness comes into play as he stumbles backward, holding his neck. Wolf growls and charges across the concrete, leaping onto Thugg's shoulders! Thugg grabs Wolf and blocks the Hurricanrana, then turns around and throws Wolf out among the crowd!

 

"Are you sure Bayawolf can get the job done Stubbs? I mean, Thugg's no selling the pain to his neck and just tossing him around like a rag doll!" Riley yells.

 

"Are you judging my judgement Riley? Was it good judgement to hire you?" Stubby shoots back.

 

"... So Stevens, how's the family?"

 

The fans cheer for Thugg, and laugh at Wolf as he clambers to his feet, pushing away the fans at ringside. Wolf breathes heavily and spits on the floor, glaring at Thugg. Wolf suddenly leaps up onto the crowd barrier, does some fancy foot work along the rail and leaps off, leaping at Thugg! but the HVille behemoth catches him! Thugg charges towards the ring post, attempting to drive Bayawolf into the steel, but Wolf slips out and grabs Thugg by the legs, tripping him face first into the post! Thugg's head snaps back violently as he stumbles to the concrete, Wolf tanking his lucky stars. Inside the ring, King sits back and realizes, smiling as he watches Thugg get beaten. Wolf catches Thugg and starts laying the boots to him, aiming directly for the side of his neck, trying to weaken it even more. Despite Wolf's best efforts, Thugg climbs to his feet, and Wolf's tries to knock him back down, hitting him with some hard forearms, but Thugg simply grabs Wolf by the neck and starts choking him! With the chokehold applied, Thugg places his other hand underneath Bayawolf, lifting him up in a press slam, and throwing him back over the top rope!

 

"Such power!" Stevens yells in awe. "We haven't seen Bayawolf show much of his technical or high flying offence, he and Thugg have just been brawling, and Thugg is bound to win out in that contest."

 

"Well how are you supposed to put a figure four leg lock or a triangle hold on someone as big as Thugg? It would be difficult considering his size, and just getting the opportunity to apply such a hold would be hard, the guy just never stay down!"

 

Wolf is slow to get to his feet, holding his lower back as Thugg rolls back into the ring and climbs to his feet. Wolf stumbles around, dazed and confused, before Thugg grabs him and whips him hard across the ring. Wolf returns from the ropes, as Thugg grabs his arm and hooks the other, locking on a Full Nelson! Bayawolf squirms, trying to get out of it, but Thugg manages to pick him up and slam him right back down on his rear with a Full Nelson Bomb! The crowd cheers as King starts to worry, Thugg lifting Bayawolf up into the air again, hitting yet another Full Nelson Bomb! Wolf cries out in pain as Thugg lifts him back off the ground effortlessly, dropping to the ground and hitting another Bubba bomb! Thugg lifts Wolf up one last time, looking to finish the sequence with a Full Nelson Slam, but Wolf unhooks one of his arms and lets himself fall to the canvas, using all his strength to pull Thugg to the mat with an Arm drag! Wolf breathes a sigh of relief, but he looks around at Thugg, who is leaning on his leg, and suddenly charges at Wolf, smacking his boot into his face with a Big Boot! Thugg quickly lumbers towards the nearest ropes, leaning into them and pushing himself off, coming back towards Wolf, leaping into the air and dropping his leg across Wolf's head!

 

"If Thugg were Hulk Hogan, he would win this match right here!"

 

"Don't be silly Riley, of course he's not Hogan... Hogan at least has a veneer of skill." Stubby says, laughing to himself.

 

The crowd suddenly rises from their seats as Thugg puts all his weight down on Sacred and hooks him by the leg for the cover! King is slow to drop to the mat, and even slower in bringing his hand down for the count!

 

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O - But Wolf manages to get a shoulder up before three! Thugg looks up, and then glares at his old adversary in the Suicide King, who just has an innocent look on his face, which soon changed into a sly grin as Thugg turns away, lifting Bayawolf to his feet. Thugg throws Bayawolf's arm over his shoulder and grabs him by the belt, lifting him in the air for a suplex, and holding him there. The crowd cheers as Thugg shows Bayawolf to the crowd, turning around in a circle, showing his power and that he is able to dominate Bayawolf. Thugg falls backwards like a big tree trunk and lands a big vertical suplex on Wolf. Thugg just kneels down to lift Bayawolf, and shakes his head, scoffing at his opponent, basically telling him that he isn't good enough to be in the ring with him. Thugg grasps Bayawolf by the neck and lifts him onto his feet, looking around to the fans, signaling for the Untamed! But the dastardly King does his best to interfere with Thugg's plans, admonishing him for the chokehold, telling him to get off. Thugg tells him to please go away (Re: Fuck off) and pushes the former world champion away. King is not to be denied though, and comes back after Thugg, but before he can, Bayawolf knees Thugg in the stomach! Bayawolf sends another knee into Thugg's stomach, this time doubling him over. Wolf's brings his fingers up to his mask, wiping away the blood that seeps through his mask. He looks at Thugg and shakes *his* head, hitting a rising knee lift on Thugg's head!

 

As Thugg is doubled over, trying to catch his breath, Wolf realizes this is a key time in the match, and slows the pace down, jogging to towards the ropes and coming back, lifting his knee and striking it across the side of Thugg's neck, knocking him to the canvas. Wolf is malicious, a terrier in his attack, dropping his knee down on Thugg’s neck again, and again, and again, Thugg letting out a slight whimper as he holds his formerly broken neck in anguish. King doesn't try to stop it, instead he just watches, watching Thugg write in pain as Wolf calmly walks towards the ropes nearest Thugg, placing his hands on the top rope, spring up to the second rope, then the third, and finally leaping off with a Moonsault, connecting with Thugg!

 

"Just when I thought Thugg had this match easily wrapped up, King sticks his nose in with some phony referring, which allows Bayawolf to go after Thugg's neck!" Stevens cries.

 

"And now Wolf can utilize his greater speed, as Thugg will be feeling the pain in his neck, and it will distract him, limit the moves he can hit." Riley replies.

 

"Good, let him feel the pain, big black bastard, turned his back on me and this is what he gets for it. What did I tell you about Bayawolf? I know he attacks his opponent’s weaknesses, and who has the greatest weakness in the SWF? The HVille Thugg, with his broken neck, after the attack I orchestrated!" Stubby announces proudly.

 

"Stubby could you move a little to your right? Your head is blocking my view of the match. I mean seriously, how can you be proud in breaking someone's neck and nearly ending their career? One day this will come back to bite you on the ass Stubby!"

 

Riley giggles, "Hehe, Mark says 'ass'"

 

"What do you care anyway Stevens? You never liked Thugg, in fact, he was your enemy most of the time? What? You like him now because you feel sorry for what happened? Pu-lease man, Thugg deserves whatever comes to him!" Stubby says, sounding like a total dick.

 

Wolf covers Thugg, making sure to push his arm into Thugg's neck and he covers. King is happy to make the cover, and counts faster than he did before!

 

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W - But Thugg kicks out, and Bayawolf hits the mat in frustration. Wolf grabs Thugg in headlock, bringing him to his feet while wrenching at his neck. Thugg fights back though, pushing Wolf into the ropes. As Bayawolf comes back, Thugg tries to lift him up with a Spinebuster! But Wolf manages to leap up onto Thugg's shoulders, and flips backwards, hitting Thugg with a Hurricanrana! Thugg sits himself up, holding the side of his neck with his arm, cringing as pain surges through his neck and down his spine. Thugg gets to his feet and stumbles into a corner, too pre-occupied by the pain to fight back. Bayawolf takes advantage, running across the ring, performing a cartwheel, followed by back flip, finally leaping to the air at the end of his sequence and hitting a Tidal Wave to Thugg's neck!

 

"Another blow to Thugg's neck! I think everyone in attendance expected Thugg to do his usual power routine, but it's a bit hard to do that with pain coursing through your neck. Every move that you do affects that neck, and with every move that Thugg performs, his neck only gets worse." Stevens reports grimly.

 

"Right Stevens. It's a rather strange match, not the usual excitement ‘fest that many other sprightly SWF superstars put on, instead it's Thugg's slow, plodding pace mixed in with Bayawolf's methodical offence, slowing down the match whenever he needs to, whenever the crowd starts to get behind Thugg."

 

"What a wuss Thugg is." Stubby says with a grin, "He wanted this match so badly, and now look at him! Complaining about a sore neck, he's been out of the game too long he needs to toughen up!"

 

Stevens mumbles, "How about I break your neck, then see how you feel..."

 

"What was that Mark? Let me remind you who runs this fed, me. I can have you out of here before the night is done, so don't screw with me!"

 

"I still love you Stubby." Riley says, giving a thumbs up.

 

"Get lost queer, do your job, and call the damn match."

 

Thugg falls in down in the turnbuckle's, head down, cringing even more as he holds his neck in place, trying to dull the pain that he feels. Wolf pushes his foot into Thugg's throat, pushing his neck back into the turnbuckles, choking him with his foot, King folds his arms and waits around ten seconds, before walking up to Bayawolf and asking him to kindly let go. Wolf smiles and does so, kicking Thugg in the face one more time, before pulling him out of the turnbuckle. Bayawolf grabs him by the hand and attempts to whip him across the ring, but the big man manages to counter it into a short arm clothesline! No! Wolf manages to duck it! Bayawolf leaps up onto Thugg's shoulders, but HVT throws him over his back! Wolf nimbly lands on his feet, turning around and firing a quick martial arts kick to Thugg's midsection. HVT is doubled over as Wolf puts his knee over Thugg's neck, lifts up the arm furthest from him and pulls it upward, holding Thugg there for a second, shooting an evil grin towards the fans, before pushing himself forward and driving his knee into Thugg's neck, hitting a modified overdrive on The HVille Thugg!

 

"It's the Starbreaker!" Riley calls out, "He has never used that in a match before, and he told he was saving it especially for Thugg, and you can see why! He absolutely murdered Thugg's neck when he drove his knee into it!"

 

"You can see Thugg's already lost the spirit and fight he had when he came into this match, I guess he can see he isn't as invulnerable as he used to be." Stevens replies.

 

Bayawolf keeps driving his knee into Thugg's neck, twisting it more and more, prompting more whimpers of pain from the great HVille Thugg. Bayawolf finally lets go of him and hooks Thugg by the leg, once again, King's fast count comes into play!

 

O

N

E

 

T

W

O -

 

T

 

H - But Thugg kicks out again! the fans erupt in cheers as Thugg rolls away, grabbing his neck, as Wolf looks at King, but the heartbreaker can only look back in despair, knowing he did all he could to get Wolf the win. Baya looks down at the mat, then at Thugg, slowly climbing onto his feet, stumbling around as the pain in his neck spreads throughout his body. Wolf gets to his feet, taking his sweet time as he stalks Thugg, watching him writhe in pain against the ropes. Wolf takes a few steps back, lining up his target, then charges across the ring like a bull, head down, ready to hit Thugg with the Kamikaze spear! But Thugg simply steps aside, and Wolf goes hurtling through the ropes and lands awkwardly on the outside!

 

"Hah!" Stevens laughs, "Bayawolf was too confident that Thugg would stay down, and now he's paid for it! He puts a lot of energy into that spear, and now that it's backfired on him, Thugg can capitalize!"

 

Thugg stumbles forward, holding his neck, ignoring King's taunts as he walks past him. On the outside, Bayawolf is slow getting up, taking a hard hit on the concrete floor. Wolf finally gets to his feet, stumbling across the floor and climbing onto the ring apron, where Thugg meets him with a right hand! The crowd is suddenly brought alive again as Thugg smacks his knuckles against Bayawolf's face revenge for all the pain Bayawolf has put him through. Thugg throws Wolf's over his shoulder again, and grabs him by the pants, attempting to lift him up with a suplex... but he pulls away at the last second! Thugg holds his neck, but is determined to hit this move, grabbing Wolf again... but he is forced to let go! The crowd looks on in despair, but Thugg just improvises, grabbing Wolf by the head and flipping him over the ropes and into the ring!

 

"Thugg's fightin' back, and I'd hate to be Bayawolf right now, because he has really pissed off the HVille Thugg." Stevens says.

 

"He's fighting back ll right, but Wolf's strategy is already working for him, as Thugg found he couldn't lift him up for a simple vertical suplex. Now that's saying something when HVT can't hit a simple suplex..."

 

"This is just a momentary snag, Bayawolf will stop Thugg... just you watch." Stubby reassures the men next to him, albeit with a worried look on his face.

 

Bayawolf back paddles into the turnbuckle, shielding his face Thugg pounds away at him, still able to hit those hard hitting right hands. Thugg grabs Wolf and whips him across the ring, so hard that he hurts his neck yet again, but nearly pulls Wolf's arm out of his socket. Thugg charges across the ring, then at the last moment, turns around throws his entire weight at Wolf, crushing him into the turnbuckle! A dazed wolf walks out from the turnbuckles, slightly winded, as Thugg waits for him to approach, kicking him in the ribs! Bayawolf is doubled over, as Thugg grabs him in a standing head scissors position, and lifts him up onto his shoulders. Wolf escapes out the back, sliding down Thugg's back, and running to the ropes. Thugg turns around just in time and picks Wolf up in his arms and with all his power SLAMS him down to the canvas with a high angle Spine Buster!

 

"Damnit! Do something Wolf! King! Argh, this can't happen!" Stubby yells in vain as he watches Thugg hook Wolf by the leg.

 

"A little worried are we Stubby?" Stevens replies with a snicker.

 

"Of course I'm fucking worried! I don't want this piece of shit back in my fed..." Stubby grunts.

 

King slides over, looking enthused, only to make yet another slow count...

 

O

 

 

 

N

 

 

 

E

 

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T

 

 

 

W

 

 

 

O

 

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T - But Bayawolf gets a shoulder up! Thugg yells at the top of his lungs and looks at King, ready to knock his head off, but decides against, instead, he lifts Wolf to his feet and begins pounding on him again with right hands! Wolf tries to fight back with his forearms, but Thugg basically no sells them as he is in a a lust full of rage ˜ right now, grabbing Wolf by the throat in his big claw like hands and tossing him across the ring! Wolf crashes to the mat and gets back to his feet, taking a few steps back as Thugg approaches him, cruel intentions in mind. Thugg kicks Wolf in the stomach, and then whips him across the ring again. Thugg throws out his right elbow, hoping to catch Bayawolf in the face, but the Aussie ducks the blow. Wolf stops right in his tracks, chopping HVT in the neck and then reaching up, grabbing him in a reverse face lock. Thugg counters again however, turning his body around and grabbing Wolf by the waist, lifting him up into the air, spinning around and slamming him down, driving the air out of him with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex!

 

"Thugg is trying to put his injury out of his mind, but it just keeps nagging at him. He could pin right now, but instead he has to tend to his neck, which must be burning with pain right now." Stevens reports.

 

"This is the sort of attitude that won him two world titles, even with the odds stacked against him, the hoss just no sells everything and says "Fuck it", and he is dominating Wolf right now!" Riley yells in response.

 

"H-V-T! H-V-T! H-V-T!" The fans cry as Thugg climbs to his feet, bringing Wolf up with him, clawing his face with his massive fingers, digging them into his eye sockets, while his other hand is held across his neck. Thugg throws Wolf into the corner and starts driving his knee into his stomach, winding the poor evil Aussie. King immediately comes across, instructing his old foe to stop, but Thugg just brushes him off and continues to punish Wolf! King tries again, this time a little more forceful than Thugg seems to realize, but HVT just blows of King like he's not even there. As Thugg puts his claw like hand around Wolf's throat, King yells at him to stop or he's disqualified. Thugg suddenly freezes, and turns around, King looking back at him with a sly grin, knowing he has Thugg backed into a corner...

 

"Ahahaha..." Stubby laughs, "Poor naive Thugg, if he gets disqualified, no SWF contract. He should just give up now and accept that I've won."

 

"Don't you mean Bayawolf?"

 

"... Yes, Bayawolf, exactly..."

 

Thugg just drops his head as King chuckles, but King's pleasure soon turns to angst as Thugg suddenly grips a hold of Bayawolf and brings him into the center of the ring! King looks at Stubby, wondering what to do, as Thugg cuts his throat with his fingers, and the crowd suddenly stand in anticipation as Thugg locks Wolf in a reverse face lock, lifting up onto his shoulders in a gut-wrench position...

 

"He's looking for the Thugg Passion!" Riley cries.

 

but Wolf slides out the back! "Ooh!" The fans cry as Wolf desperately tries to stop Thugg's flow, jumping onto his back and wrenching his neck with a sleeper hold! But Thugg simply grabs him and throws him over his back, grabbing him around the waist from behind, ready for a German suplex! Thugg picks Bayawolf up and throws him up into the air, but Wolf flips at the last second lands on his feet!

 

"Thugg is trying to put Bayawolf down for the three count, but he just keeps finding an answer to all HVT's moves!" Stevens cries, hooked on the action.

 

Thugg charges, trying for another clothesline, but Bayawolf ducks it! Thugg turns around as Bayawolf hits a spinning back kick to Thugg's midsection doubling him over. Bayawolf locks on a front face lock, signaling for the Cruel Fate! But Thugg counters that, grabbing Wolf in a suplex and lifting him into the air, but pain suddenly courses through his neck, giving Bayawolf the chance to slip out the back, grabbing HVT's head at the same time, holding him in a reverse face lock position. Bayawolf suddenly falls forward, hitting a Diving Reverse DDT! Stubby and King both breathe a sigh of relief as Wolf gets to his feet, looking back down at Thugg, a smile coming across his face as he shakes his head, showing no respect towards Thugg what so ever, acting cocky. The fans boo and chant, "Baya-suck! Baya-suck!" But Wolf just ignores their pathetic display, taking this time to catch his breath...

 

But the fans suddenly rise and cheer, and Wolf wonders what is going on. He turns around...

 

*SLAP!*

 

... And Thugg grasps him around the neck! Thugg lifts his arm into the air, and the fans pop like crazy! Thugg lifts Bayawolf high above his shoulders, then throws him back down to the canvas, hitting the choke slam!

 

"UNTAMED!" Stevens yells. "Thugg has hit the Untamed, and this is all over! Bayawolf is out cold, and Thugg has won his contract back!"

 

Riley replies, "I'm afraid you're right Mark... hey, wait, where's Stubby going?"

 

Stubby suddenly throws his headset on the ground and runs across to ringside as Thugg glares at King, promising to make his life a living hell if he doesn't count this pin. King dives to the mat and starts banging his palm on the canvas, as the fans chant along!

 

"O"

 

 

"N"

 

 

"E"

 

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"T"

 

 

"W"

 

 

"O"

 

- Stubby scampers across the floor and grabs Bayawolf's leg...

 

"T"

 

 

 

 

"H"

 

 

 

 

 

"R"

 

 

 

 

 

"E ... " Wait! King suddenly stops his count as Stubby walks away, pointing to Bayawolf's foot on the bottom rope! Thugg looks at King, with accusing eyes, but King claims innocence. Thugg looks around at the crowd, all of them in disbelief that this match is not over yet. Suddenly... Thugg catches someone out of the corner of his eye...

 

Thugg turns around, and stares a hole right through Stubby P. McWeed! The Commissioner looks rather proud of himself, until he finds that Thugg is looking straight at him. Thugg climbs to his weary feet, walking across the ring towards his friend turned nemesis Stubby. Stubbs backs away, grabbing a steel chair from ring side, waving it in the air as Thugg comes ever closer, threatening to disqualify him if he doesn't stop where he is. Thugg does stop, but he points to Stubby and vows his revenge, as behind him, Bayawolf begins to stir...

 

"Stubby just put Bayawolf's foot on the rope, and denied Thugg his contract!" Stevens cries. "Stubby has done whatever he could to stop Thugg getting his contract which he rightfully deserves, and Thugg has to be absolutely livid!"

 

Thugg stamps his foot and yells abuse towards Stubby, promising that he will "Fuck him up" once he wins his contract back. Bayawolf slowly climbs to his feet, wiping the blood from under his mask, growling at Thugg, who has his back turned, still threatening to kill Stubby. Wolf suddenly charges at Thugg, forgetting how tired he is, the amount of blood has escaped from the wounds under his mask. He charges at Thugg and leaps into the air, clubbing him in the back of the neck with a flying forearm! Thugg is sent hurtling forward, rebounding off the ropes and turning around, as Wolf smacks him in the face, snapping his head back with devastating forearm blows. Wolf whips Thugg across the ring As Thugg bounces off the ropes, Wolf charges towards him, leaping into the air and connecting with a rising knee lift! Thugg doesn't fall to the mat, and manages to keep his feet, holding his neck in pain.

 

Stevens is on the edge of his seat, "Wolf is running on pure adrenaline alone right now, he doesn't want to lose this match as Thugg wants to win it, and he'll do anything, even enlisting the help of our... vile commissioners to do the job!"

 

"Who enlisted who exactly? Whatever the case, Bayawolf has managed to stay in this match, and he focusing on that neck on Thugg's, hoping to injure it enough it opens up a small window of opportunity for him..." Riley replies.

 

Wolf grabs Thugg by the head and rams his knee into the side of his neck, looking furious as he does, taking pleasure in the pain he is causing. Thugg is reeling from the devastating blows as Wolf finally lets go of him and bounces off the ropes in front of him, charging back towards The HVille Thugg....

 

... But Thugg ducks his head and lifts Wolf up in a Gorilla press Slam! Stubby shouts "No!" as Thugg gets ready to hit a Front Press Driver, the...

 

"...LAST STAND! If the untamed didn't finish Bayawolf off, this certainly will, I'll bet my house on it!" Riley cries.

 

"You're not wrong Bobby, this match has been going back and fourth all night, even if it hasn't seemed that way, but it seems Thugg has gained the upper hand once again, and about to destroy Wolf with the Last Stand! Welcome back to the Smarks Wrestling Federation, HVille Thu-"

 

Before Stevens can finish his triumphant speech, Thugg's arm suddenly drop as he cries out in pain, holding his neck with both hands as Bayawolf slips out the back as he has done all match. Bayawolf grabs Thugg's arms behind his back locking on a chicken wing, and wrenching his arms, trying to weaken the Thugg even more.

 

"Wolf's got the Thugg? But what's he going to do? Why doesn't he just hit the Cruel Fate, that's his best chance to win this match!" Riley shouts.

 

"I don't know what he has planned, but one things for sure, he only has evil plans in mind for Thugg..."

 

Wolf keeps wrenching on Thugg's arms, and at the same time, pushing him around the ring, trying to bring him down onto his knees. The crowd are buzzing with noise, telling HVille to fight on and counter, but Bayawolf has latched himself onto Thugg's arms and will not let go for anything or anyone, putting all his reserves into bringing the big man down. King and Stubby watch on, in the same boat as the fans, with no idea what is going to happen. Thugg suddenly starts to waver, the expression on his face one of agony as Bayawolf starts to wear him down...

 

Thugg, unable to resist, falls onto his knee's, as Wolf keeps wrenching his arms, sending pain flourishing to his neck, and through his body, breaking him down each second he has the hold applied, but it's not enough to make the great HVille Thugg give up. Wolf suddenly puts all his weight down onto Thugg, driving his own head into the canvas, then bridging himself with his arms still locked onto Thugg!

 

"It's the CATTLE MUTILATION!" Stevens cries, "Bayawolf had this plan all along, keep working on Thugg's neck, weather the storm of power moves from Thugg until the pivitol moment in the match where he takes advantage of Thugg's injury and lock on one of the most devastating submission maneouvers I've even seen! All the pressure that Wolf applies is stright on Thugg's neck and spine, and he is in a bad way right now!"

 

"I said before, I didn't know how Wolf wold apply suich a hold to Thugg, but his constant battering on Thugg's neck has payed off, and it allowed him to slowlt wear him down to the at and lock on the CRY MY NAME!"

 

"How do you know all these names..." Stevens wonders, quickly forgetting his question and watching the excitement in the ring.

 

The fans are livid, crying "Nooo!" and fighting for Thugg to get away someone how, but Wolf has the move firmly locked on, and Thugg is stuck in the one spot, his head parallel to the ground, his body arching upwards, all the pain he feels travelling up his spinal cord and up to his neck. Bayawolf is screaming, screaming at Thugg to cry his name, to finally give up. As blood trickles down through Bayawolf's mask and splatters onto the canvas, Thugg's pain filled expression soon freezes, and his hand hits the canvas, and taps...

 

Once...

 

Twice...

 

Three times! King jumps to his feet and calls to ringside, telling them to ring the bell!

 

"Ding, ding, ding!"

 

The fans suddenly stop, the noise dying down slowly, until they are silent, all that can be heard is Thugg's cries of pain, and Bayawolf's screaming. Funyon gets on the mic as Stubby smiles maniacally and slides into the ring, joining King as they watch Bayawolf keep the hold applied!

 

Funyon calls out, "The winner of this match... BAYAWOLF!"

 

"Oh my fucking god..." Riley whispers, suddenly yelling, "Bayawolf won! Thugg is no longer apart of the SWF!"

 

"No..." Stevens says in disbelief.

 

"Believe it Mark, Thugg will never step inside an SWF ring, or arena EVER AGAIN!"

 

The fans are in shock as Wolf keeps himself bridge, keeping the devastating move applied, making Thugg yell out in agony. The fans breathe a sigh of relief as a dozen referee's come down the ramp way, looking to break up the carnage in the ring, but King, still in his referee shirt, steps over to the ropes and tell them that if they step into the ring, they are all fired! The staff just look at each other, and then into the ring, as Bayawolf still has the hold on, causing more blood curdling screams from Thugg.

 

"This is just horrible!" Stevens cries. "Thugg had everything working against him, King as the special referee, Stubby at ringside, his former injury, and now Bayawolf is just adding insult to injury by attempting to take him out again!"

 

Stubby is handed a microphone from ringside as the fans are still overcome with silence, watching the horror in the ring. Mercifully, Bayawolf un hooks his arms and lets Thugg go. The once mighty monster lies flat on his back, not moving as Stubby gratefully hands Bayawolf the microphone. Wolf looks down at Thugg, blood, sweat and tears seeping through is mask...

 

"You didn't think I'd be back, did you? DID YOU?! The doctors told me I wasn't ready to come back, that my scars hadn't fully healed yet... but I had to come back when I heard you wanted to be in the SWF again..."

 

"Bayawolf now addresses the fans, "Look at him, you love him, don't you? But you don't know the full story... Thugg, I had to come back, I mean after what you did to me, I wanted revenge more than anything in this world, and I jeopardized my own safety to come back and finish you..."

 

"What's he mean, 'what you did to me'?" Stevens asks.

 

"Maybe he's gone nuts again..." Riley responds.

 

Bayawolf kneels down next to Thugg, "You've made my life hell, I was already grieving over the loss of Anna, then you had to make things worse, just for your own selfish gain..."

 

Wolf suddenly grabs the mask covering his face and rips it off of his face, as blood goes flying from the two long , jagged scars that cross his face. The fans let out a cry of horror and surprise as Sacred starts to hyperventilate, grabbing Thugg's hair and lifting his head up, looking into his eyes....

 

"YOU DID THIS TO ME! YOU, JUST SO YOU COULD COME BACK HERE! You wanted to come back to the SWF so badly, you wanted it more than anything in the world... I knew I had to stop you, I knew I had to take away something YOU LOVED, and above all else, I wanted you to feel the pain I went through as I laid on that bar room floor, a crimson mask of blood covering my face as you simply walked away with my title shot against Magnifico..."

 

"Thugg did this to Sacred? Is this why Bayawolf wanted this match so badly?"

 

"Of course it is Mark! The fans may love Thugg now, felt sympathetic for him after his neck was broken, but he is still the same man, and he is still capable of the same lust for violence he had before!" Bobby shouts.

 

Bayawolf whispers in Thugg's ear, letting his blood drip into Thugg's hair, "Remember this day, Thugg, remember what has happened... I HOPE YOU LIVE WITH THIS PAINFUL MEMORY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!"

 

Sacred throws the microphone down and walks across the ring, head down, the two massive gashes on his face making for a grotesque sight. King and Stubby still look down at Thugg, smiling, not saying a word. The fans are absolutely fucking livid as Sacred walks up the ramp way, his blood soaked mask hanging from the tips of his fingers as he walks away from the carnage he has caused in the ring. Stubby kneels down next to Thugg, as the monster starts to get a gauge of his surrounding, looking up at Stubby...

 

Stubby whispers, "Game over Thugg, enjoy your *permanent* retirement..."

 

Stubby grins and lets Thugg's head drop to the canvas, as he and King leave the ring, the fans booing them as they leave...

 

"We have just witnessed the demise of a champion of the SWF..." Riley calmly says into the mic, "It's a sad day for the SWF, indeed..."

 

"No." Stevens says boldly, "Thugg came back from breaking his neck, he showed us his courage and determination, he'll find away to get back in, don't you worry..."

 

As King and Stubby walk up the ramp way, Sacred stops and turns around, looking out at the fans... then simply walking away, a calm smile on his face, chuckling... The picture slowly fades to black, the last thing seen is Sacred's face, flesh torn, blood tricking down his chest, but a smile, a cold, evil smile...

[Guest Muzz]

Oh well... I did this match from 12 till 6 in the morning, when I should have been sleeping. I wanted to do better for this match, because I wanted to win it more than any other match I've been apart of.

 

Comments would be nice, if you could find the time.

[Guest BA_Baracus]

I'd like to point out that your match is shit.

 

How many losses in a row is that now you worthless fuckwad?

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

I'd like to point out that your match is shit.

 

How many losses in a row is that now you worthless fuckwad?

Shut up Stubby, you bitter fucktard. Muzz, your match was good-great, and the only real factor that led you to a loss was obvious ring-rust... which Thugg seems to be no-selling. That fucker! But yeah, good match... I've seen you write better, but good match nonetheless.

[Guest BA_Baracus]

Oooo...

 

...it must be thrilling to have accomplished nothing and yet be able to tell me to fuck off over the net eh TNT? Way to go little boy.

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

Oooo...

 

...it must be thrilling to have accomplished nothing and yet be able to tell me to fuck off over the net eh TNT? Way to go little boy.

It must be thrilling to have accomplished so MUCH [fake accomplishments on a fake online fed based on a fake sport, but accomplishments nonetheless] and then say to me "...it must be thrilling to have accomplished nothing and yet be able to tell me to fuck off over the net."

 

Way to go little boy, much more of an ass, to boot.

[Guest BA_Baracus]

Hmmm...

 

...why are you still here if the fed is so utterly worthless then TNT?

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

Hmmm...

 

...why are you still here if the fed is so utterly worthless then TNT?

Because you're my hero, Stubbs!

[Guest Muzz]

Your hostility came as a shock Stubby.

 

Then I laughed, as I don't really care what you think. When was the last you time you wrote a match? And you still like to say your the fucking best?

 

Yeah, I know it's not a great match, but I stayed up all night to prodeuce something to hand in, and I don't need you, a worthless, uncaring peeice shit to tell me it sucks.

 

Eh, what would be the use arguing with you, you would neverchange yours ways.

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

Your hostility came as a shock Stubby.

 

Then I laughed, as I don't really care what you think. When was the last you time you wrote a match? And you still like to say your the fucking best?

 

Yeah, I know it's not a great match, but I stayed up all night to prodeuce something to hand in, and I don't need you, a worthless, uncaring peeice shit to tell me it sucks.

 

Eh, what would be the use arguing with you, you would neverchange yours ways.

Muzz = God