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Post by Ben Jacobs on Jul 2, 2009 15:19:09 GMT -6
Post RPs below.
2 point early rp bonus for each wrestler's first rp which scores above 10 and is posted prior to Tuesday, July 7th @ 3:30 PM CST.
RP deadline is Tuesday, July 14th @ 11:59 PM CST
Match & segment deadline is Wednesday, July 15th @ 8:30 AM CST.
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Post by Nate Sipes/The New Level on Jul 11, 2009 18:10:11 GMT -6
[These past few weeks, has there been anything more menacing than Hardcore Jesus? Or rather, is he becoming more and more menacing each week? Still, as the scene opens on his latest promo, the question is this: why’s he sharpening the remnants of his kendo stick with a knife? As if on cue, he sets down the knife and admires his work: bringing the end to a point. He used the knife to create a larger knife; it would seem. As he smiles about his handiwork, he turns his attention to the camera.]
HJ: Sometimes, despite the best efforts of others, the best laid plans of pain, destruction and doom can be realized. Cletus had a hard head but it wasn’t nearly hard enough. The referee tried to rob me of my pain clinic but I showed him the door, so to speak. Despite his massive weight, I was able to launch Cletus into the stratosphere. And while Early Beauchamp wanted to help his idiot father, he was no match for the Messiah of Destruction. As for Dewey Bird, he made the right decision by tucking his tail between his legs and running away. He knew, like the Beauchamps and every other victim in my wake has found out, that I’m an unstoppable force and there’s no one who has the will or the way to defeat me in my realm.
[HJ holds up the stick and drives it down into the floor; resting his hands on his modified post.]
HJ: Case in point: my next opponent Frank Rogers. An officer of the law who wants to try and make me abide by the rules and regulations of RCW. Well, Frank, I have some news for you: in my realm and in this match, there are no rules and no regulations that can hold me. You’re out of your jurisdiction and out of your league if you think you can take me down. I will beat the living hell out of you until either you die in that ring or the referee is still crazy enough to prematurely end what I started. It seems that the RCW brass is feeding me bigger and bigger opponents because they think their size will allow them to sustain the beating I plan to dish out. But Frank, let me ask you something: considering the way I treated Cletus like a rag doll, how do you think you can do any better? You can’t survive against me, you can’t handle the punishment that I will dish out and you have no hope of ever going home to your loved ones again. I will soon know the plight of Ice-T because I will know what it’s like to be a “Cop Killer.” I hope you’re a religious man, Frank, because at Southern Dynamite, once I forcefully end what challenge you pose, you will have to reach out and touch faith.
[HJ continues to grind on the end of the stick as the screen fades to black.]
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