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Post by chloe on Aug 6, 2009 4:13:51 GMT -5
Call it woman's intuition, or a 6th sense, but one of the people near by the potential homicide waiting to happen was Chloe Lockheart. Seeing that "The Texas Bull" was one wise crack away from seeing red and systematically rearranging the faces of all three members of TNN, She interjects into the matter~
Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooa there, big fella. Eeeeeeeeeeasy. As much as I'd love to see you beat 100 degrees of flame out their asses, we're not on the clock...and they're not on your show. Sadly. You've been around long enough to know that all these three yokels are good for is talking a good one...even though it's not all that good to begin with. Simmer down, Ethan. It's not worth gettin' docked your pay.
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Post by MG on Aug 6, 2009 12:35:30 GMT -5
You still threaten me man. Maaaan I outta slap the taste outa ya mouth for all the crap you talk as a matter of fact you take first hit.
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Post by jagerllama on Aug 6, 2009 14:35:37 GMT -5
WJ sits quietly, and finishes his the last of his beer,
and watches as a fight is close to starting between the four men.
Normally, he would be right in the thick of this as well,
but he knew this was no the time or the place, for such actions.
Especially, on his first night in XWA.
Then, a woman, he assumes is a waitress in the lounge, walks up.
WJ assumes this, as she seems to be breaking up this little arguement.
He raises his beer bottle to her, and shakes it from the neck, like you would a bell.
"Excuse me, miss... could I get another round here.
And maybe, one for the rest of the boys here...
might help to calm them down a bit.
Thanks."
WJ smiles at her, hoping that she was indeed a waitress,
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Post by eb on Aug 6, 2009 15:20:50 GMT -5
Just as Bain was about to rear up and lob MG's head across the room, common sense catches hold of him...
Uh uh...not like this. I know what's gonna happen. I'm gonna beat all three of you pussies into pink and red mush, then you're going to limp your gimp asses to Blackheart's office talkin' about how you were assaulted by me, and I end up gettin' a nice 1 month suspension for it. Nice try. But I'll tell ya' what, I'm gonna see one of you bitches in the ring one day. And when I do, I'm gonna make every beatin' each one of you have ever had in life look like scrapin' your knee when you was a kid. They won't even be able to recognize any of you from your dental records.
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Post by MG on Aug 6, 2009 16:27:24 GMT -5
There you go talking non sense. Everybody knows street code is no snitches. I see the bitch in you and it's alright. Cause with ya life depended on in you couldn't beat me in a street fight. Ask Romeo Davis.
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Post by eb on Aug 6, 2009 19:12:37 GMT -5
HAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Last I checked it took you, these two bitches along side of you, that Ja-Fake-can Kelon and Sushi-X to "try" and take Davis out, and you couldn't even get that right. And didn't he end up just beatin' your ass anyway for the Pure Title? Seems to be the recurring theme, MG talks smack...then gets smacked around like the bitch he is. How many matches have you won this year by the way? I mean ones that it doesn't take you sending your two Faeries out to soften the other guy up. You stand here talkin' like you're some kinda tough guy, but let's call a spade a spade, you're Takedown's whoopin' boy. The new Chet Dixon...the guy you know is gonna lose. Only way I can see you ever beatin' me is if you pistol whipped me, and even then I doubt you'd get the job done. You're in the wrong profession, my friend. You need to be on Public Access TV. At least then you'd have a good excuse for lookin' like a total assclown.
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Post by jagerllama on Aug 6, 2009 22:24:11 GMT -5
WJ laughs, and speaks...
"Not sure, MG... but I think he just punked your ass out, man.
Is this what you have become?"
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Post by MG on Aug 7, 2009 5:49:17 GMT -5
Punke... man hell no he didn't!! Just cause he busted some with jokes like Kelon is a fake Jamaican. He ain't Jamaican you steriod eatting out of a bowl bitch he's Guyanese. The Romeo match was so fucking close but hey thats how people are gonna act when they hate me right? They gonna hope I lose right? Did you forget to mention I pinned Romeo in a tag match. Did ya mention that I beat A.Cee Infamous huh? I'll smack ya head so hard that you'll have to buffer that shit.
MG starts to think
Ya know I always wanted to fuck you up and man shit. I think this is the perfect time man. I really do. I mean we ain't nothing but talking shit. Come on lets run outside and call it a real fight. 10 minutes of just fighting who wins calls it a day cause I tired of steriod fuck heads like you always using testorione to win matches.
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Post by jagerllama on Aug 9, 2009 9:57:36 GMT -5
WJ just shakes his head, and stands up from his seat.
"This is where I'm gonna take my leave, gentlemen,
before anything breaks out in here that I don't need to be a part of.
No sense getting into trouble, on my first night here...
there will plenty of time for that later."
WJ grins, and looks to MG...
"Good seeing you again, my man...
I'm sure we will cross paths here soon, again."
WJ looks to MG's entourage, and shakes his head,
then he looks to Bain...
"And Mr. Bain... nice meeting you, as well.
I'm sure, down the road, our paths will cross again, as well."
WJ, not typically the 'feel good' type of guy,
decided it would be for the best to leave, on good terms.
New place... new faces...
never a bad thing to start right, until you figure out who is who...
Besides that, he had some more preparing to do,
before his 'official' debut, here in a couple weeks.
Sitting in a lounge, wasn't getting that done, by no means.
He grabs his empty beer bottle, and walks to the bar,
setting down the bottle as he passes by,
and he walks out of the lounge, ending his part of this scene.
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