APW Hardcore: Daniel Christopher V Addy Ainsworth V Jamo
Nov 2, 2020 21:27:42 GMT -5
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Post by Addy A on Nov 2, 2020 21:27:42 GMT -5
Clearwater: BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! BY GAWD! THEY'RE ON FIRE! SOMEONE GET THE PARAMEDICS! SOMEONE GET THE FIRE BRIGADE! SOMEONE GET THE NATIONAL GUARD! SOMEONE DO SOMETHING GOD DAMMIT!
Remi: THIS IS SHOCKING, MIKEY-BRO!
All sorts of emergency services rush to the ring to help extinguish the blaze that is burning across the three combatants in the Hardcore Title Match. Addy is the first to put out and she seems to have enough stamina inside her, with minimal burns to her body. She crawls to the corner to regather her senses. Jamo has been badly, probably something to do with the immense layers of fat that surround his body. He genuinely looks in bad shape. The paramedics are attending to him and putting him on the stretcher to wheel him from the scene of the crime. They hook him up to oxygen to help him breathe after such a traumatic experience.
Finally, they decide to put Daniel Christopher out. He has burned the longest and looks a lot a stay-puft marshmallow turned into a more. But really do we give a shit about that jerk. Addy looks at crispy bacon Daniel Christopher and laughs and laughs and laughs. Addy picks up a chair and slams it into his head again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again until he is no longer moving.
Aisnworth beckons for Mike and Remi to come into the ring.
Remi puts a finger on the unconscious.
Remi: I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I don't think he can hear you, Remi.
Mike pokes Daniel Christopher in the eye.
Clearwater: Definitely can't hear you.
Addy A; He did say he'd kill ya if ya touched 'im again.
Remi: I ain't scared, sis. He's a loudmouth bitch. Talks less sense than Trump on an acid trip.
Clearwater: Yeh, he's a dweeb
Both Mike and Remi keep poking and prodding The Mindless One in all sorts of annoying ways, taking advantage of his lack of conscious state.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Addy A: Fuck! When dia ya two cunts gets so annoyin'? Get back ta tha desk. I'mma finish this.
Remi: THIS IS SHOCKING, MIKEY-BRO!
All sorts of emergency services rush to the ring to help extinguish the blaze that is burning across the three combatants in the Hardcore Title Match. Addy is the first to put out and she seems to have enough stamina inside her, with minimal burns to her body. She crawls to the corner to regather her senses. Jamo has been badly, probably something to do with the immense layers of fat that surround his body. He genuinely looks in bad shape. The paramedics are attending to him and putting him on the stretcher to wheel him from the scene of the crime. They hook him up to oxygen to help him breathe after such a traumatic experience.
Finally, they decide to put Daniel Christopher out. He has burned the longest and looks a lot a stay-puft marshmallow turned into a more. But really do we give a shit about that jerk. Addy looks at crispy bacon Daniel Christopher and laughs and laughs and laughs. Addy picks up a chair and slams it into his head again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again until he is no longer moving.
Aisnworth beckons for Mike and Remi to come into the ring.
Remi puts a finger on the unconscious.
Remi: I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you. I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I don't think he can hear you, Remi.
Mike pokes Daniel Christopher in the eye.
Clearwater: Definitely can't hear you.
Addy A; He did say he'd kill ya if ya touched 'im again.
Remi: I ain't scared, sis. He's a loudmouth bitch. Talks less sense than Trump on an acid trip.
Clearwater: Yeh, he's a dweeb
Both Mike and Remi keep poking and prodding The Mindless One in all sorts of annoying ways, taking advantage of his lack of conscious state.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Remi: I'm touching you.
Clearwater: I'm touching you.
Addy A: Fuck! When dia ya two cunts gets so annoyin'? Get back ta tha desk. I'mma finish this.
