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Post by Semag D'Nim on Aug 22, 2009 0:26:21 GMT -4
*Semag D'Nim is working on the bench press, speaking to himself through his gritted teeth, as if driving himself on*
A triple threat match... Against Don... And that disrepectful... punk.... Red Bull...
*Setting the bar back up before sitting up for a breather, he grabs a towel and wipes the sweat off his face*
This is gonna be a hell of a match. A meat-grinder if I'm not ready...
*Taking another deep breath, he lays back and goes back to work, the determination evident*
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Post by kenzo on Aug 23, 2009 12:11:34 GMT -4
//Don walks into the locker room, he walks up to the bench and then looks at Semag.
Don: I don't know why you even bother. The outcome of the match is easy to predict, the belt will remain where it belongs. And this is something I can promise you and that weakling, Red Bull.
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Post by Semag D'Nim on Aug 23, 2009 12:25:45 GMT -4
*Semag sits back up, again wiping the sweat from his face. He pauses a moment before looking up at Don*
I know you're confident, given the beating you gave me last week. I would be too.
*Semag lowers his head and lets out a laugh before again looking up*
But I know Red Bull wants that belt as much as he wants to see me left in a heap, if not more. And I want that belt too...
*His face gets more stern*
But anybody would be a better champion than you!
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Post by kenzo on Aug 23, 2009 15:22:32 GMT -4
\\Don smiles at Semag's words.
Don: I'll tell you something boy, Red Bull's been around for ages and he never achieved anything worth of even a mediocre compliment. And you're just a newcomer who doesn't know his place.
\\Don turns his back at Semag.
Don: There's not a single individual in the National Division that could take me one-on-one. I'd measure my words if I were you.
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Post by Semag D'Nim on Aug 23, 2009 19:33:17 GMT -4
*Semag grins as Don turns away*
Well, I wouldn't blame any of us for you being too scared to fight in your proper division, the heavyweights...
*Semag lays back down, going back to work*
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Post by kenzo on Aug 23, 2009 21:05:33 GMT -4
//Don abruptly turns around and quickly walks back to the bench. He violently reaches for Semag's throat with his skinny hands, but then steps back a regains his sense of poise.
Don: I forgive you for your ignorance... I have more belts than you'll ever have. Don't talk about what you don't know, after all, in the time being I'm the one with the oldest record in title holdings. And guess what my first belt was.
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Post by darknezz2001 on Aug 24, 2009 13:19:38 GMT -4
occ: ohhh big triple threat
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