One thousand xbux, or we go to court over this matter.

(08-04-2016, 12:44 PM)William W. Warren Said: One thousand xbux, or we go to court over this matter.

Overall Record: 2-8-1.

1x Federweight Champion.

Shitlist: Izzy Ravenwolf, Nate Higgers.

“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.”
― Anatole France

Fifteen-hundred xbux.

Haven't I made it clear that I don't care? Sue me and lose your life's savings if you want. It's your choice.

Overall Record: 2-8-1.

1x Federweight Champion.

Shitlist: Izzy Ravenwolf, Nate Higgers.

“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.”
― Anatole France

Yes, you care so little that you continue this exchange like a petulant child, trying your damnedest to get the last word.

See you in court.

"Speaking of royalties... all of you are guilty of gimmick infringement."



Shane looks around, trying to deduce the one most likely to be left to die by the herd.


"Eenie... meenie... wagga... bagga... YOU!"



Shane rapes Warren in the mouth.

(08-04-2016, 11:56 AM)Dillinger Said: "So that's a - no, then?"

"Is that how it works, you toss out an offer and I up the ante and then you retract it as you hide behind some weak insults that probably would sound edgy and hard to anyone but me. No, those tepid remarks might make the others blush and tuck their tails but I hear you and see you for what you really are. Nothin' but chicken shit. All talk and no substance. Sure, it's easy to come out here and squawk but when it comes down to actual actions determining things, you flop like the sad, flaccid wang that you truly are. That's right. You're the living embodiment of droopy dick! And I doubt there's enough viagra on the market to fix that but maybe I'm wrong. Perhaps you can snort some 'off the market' shit and give it another go. Whaddya say? My dance card is completely empty after Gilmour. C'mon Tush. Don't be a limp noodle dick, firm up and accept."

"Was that really necessary? Was all that utter, fucking drivel really necessary? You just went and recited an entire Bible's worth of religious scripture on my cock; you're even more of a batty boy than I realised! Listen here, cowboy - I never said I wouldn't accept your little pillock of a challenge. Name a time and a place, if there's any fucking time left as you've spent it all up talking about the Lounge Lizard's luscious tail."

"Look how fuckin' amazing I truly am. You all fell for this stunt, you all listened and you all felt like it was YOUR chance to take a swipe at the God of the XWF. All I had to do was accept a request, take 100 bux and do the deed. What happened next? Bang! Ya'll jumped on me like I was a prostitute with my legs wide open. The only thing is I don't have a vagina like Peter Gilmour.

You thought you could talk smack to me. I reeled you in, all of you except my Union bredrins. They knew the drill, they knew that I don't want to rape Kandi. Nah, that bitch could fit her fanny flaps over Barneys head. You were all bait and I fuckin' made the XWF good again.

Thank you, thank you very fuckin' much assholes!"

im not the PUSSY that is scared to fight me ;)

SUCK... MY... DICK!

3X Star of the Month
Former 3x Hart Champion
Former 13X Xtreme Champion
Former 6X Tag Champion
Former 2X Trios Champion
Former 2x Heavy Metal Weight Champion
Former Universal Champion

(08-04-2016, 02:09 PM)Tush Said:

(08-04-2016, 11:56 AM)Dillinger Said: "So that's a - no, then?"

"Is that how it works, you toss out an offer and I up the ante and then you retract it as you hide behind some weak insults that probably would sound edgy and hard to anyone but me. No, those tepid remarks might make the others blush and tuck their tails but I hear you and see you for what you really are. Nothin' but chicken shit. All talk and no substance. Sure, it's easy to come out here and squawk but when it comes down to actual actions determining things, you flop like the sad, flaccid wang that you truly are. That's right. You're the living embodiment of droopy dick! And I doubt there's enough viagra on the market to fix that but maybe I'm wrong. Perhaps you can snort some 'off the market' shit and give it another go. Whaddya say? My dance card is completely empty after Gilmour. C'mon Tush. Don't be a limp noodle dick, firm up and accept."

"Was that really necessary? Was all that utter, fucking drivel really necessary? You just went and recited an entire Bible's worth of religious scripture on my penis; you're even more of a batty boy than I realised! Listen here, cowboy - I never said I wouldn't accept your little pillock of a challenge. Name a time and a place, if there's any fucking time left as you've spent it all up talking about the Lounge Lizard's luscious tail."

"If all you gathered was that I was talking about your cock, you're even more dense than I assumed. Good job! Gotta beat those expectations, right? No matter how low they already are."

"Anyway, as far as the time and the place for our fight goes, how does the August 31st edition of Warfare sound?"

(08-04-2016, 12:27 PM)Nico LaVey Said: Go ahead and show me, then. You don't even need to put the IC title on the line. Just name the show, and, if you wish, a stipulation.

"First Warfare of September. It's a wait but I'm worth it. Trust me."

"Oh and you pick the stip, sunshine."

"Make it something fun."

(08-04-2016, 05:37 PM)Dillinger Said:

(08-04-2016, 02:09 PM)Tush Said:

(08-04-2016, 11:56 AM)Dillinger Said: "So that's a - no, then?"

"Is that how it works, you toss out an offer and I up the ante and then you retract it as you hide behind some weak insults that probably would sound edgy and hard to anyone but me. No, those tepid remarks might make the others blush and tuck their tails but I hear you and see you for what you really are. Nothin' but chicken shit. All talk and no substance. Sure, it's easy to come out here and squawk but when it comes down to actual actions determining things, you flop like the sad, flaccid wang that you truly are. That's right. You're the living embodiment of droopy dick! And I doubt there's enough viagra on the market to fix that but maybe I'm wrong. Perhaps you can snort some 'off the market' shit and give it another go. Whaddya say? My dance card is completely empty after Gilmour. C'mon Tush. Don't be a limp noodle dick, firm up and accept."

"Was that really necessary? Was all that utter, fucking drivel really necessary? You just went and recited an entire Bible's worth of religious scripture on my penis; you're even more of a batty boy than I realised! Listen here, cowboy - I never said I wouldn't accept your little pillock of a challenge. Name a time and a place, if there's any fucking time left as you've spent it all up talking about the Lounge Lizard's luscious tail."

"If all you gathered was that I was talking about your cock, you're even more dense than I assumed. Good job! Gotta beat those expectations, right? No matter how low they already are."

"Anyway, as far as the time and the place for our fight goes, how does the August 31st edition of Warfare sound?"

(08-04-2016, 12:27 PM)Nico LaVey Said: Go ahead and show me, then. You don't even need to put the IC title on the line. Just name the show, and, if you wish, a stipulation.

"First Warfare of September. It's a wait but I'm worth it. Trust me."

"Oh and you pick the stip, sunshine."

"Make it something fun."

Fun, huh? Let's do something I fell in love with the second I saw it explained.

X-treme Bloodspilling Match.
Both men get to name up to 5 weapons they each want to have around ringside in their FIRST promos for this match!
Match Rules: NO pinfalls. NO submissions. NO count outs. You MUST be holding a weapon at all times during this match. The goal is to bloody your opponent so much that they become too weak to even hold a weapon. If the referee reaches a TEN count while your opponent is:
1) Bleeding severely...
2) Unable to pick up a weapon and hold onto it...
3) Being beaten mercilessly by you with your weapon of choice the entire count...
Then YOU win!
Medics are on standby to offer immediate treatment to the loser

Should be fun for a try-hard "psychopathic killer" like you.

Overall Record: 2-8-1.

1x Federweight Champion.

Shitlist: Izzy Ravenwolf, Nate Higgers.

“We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.”
― Anatole France

(08-04-2016, 06:06 PM)Nico LaVey Said: Fun, huh? Let's do something I fell in love with the second I saw it explained.

X-treme Bloodspilling Match.
Both men get to name up to 5 weapons they each want to have around ringside in their FIRST promos for this match!
Match Rules: NO pinfalls. NO submissions. NO count outs. You MUST be holding a weapon at all times during this match. The goal is to bloody your opponent so much that they become too weak to even hold a weapon. If the referee reaches a TEN count while your opponent is:
1) Bleeding severely...
2) Unable to pick up a weapon and hold onto it...
3) Being beaten mercilessly by you with your weapon of choice the entire count...
Then YOU win!
Medics are on standby to offer immediate treatment to the loser

Should be fun for a try-hard "psychopathic killer" like you.

"There's nothing hard or trying about it."

"I kill people and while I've been deemed psychotic in the past. Which by the way, hurt my feelings tremendously but then I got over it and well, the man who said it is dead now, so I guess that means it doesn't count. That's how it works, right? Your word only means something when you're alive. Then when you die it's like someone came along and hit the big ol' backspace button and erased it all. Anyway, none of that matters, it's in the past and we're talking about the future. Namely our match and let me just say, it's a thing of fuckin' beauty. I thoroughly approve and I can't wait to make you bleed to death. Colon right parenthesis"

Hey, Scully. Put a sock in it before you get a fist from the Boston Brawler.

All of you stupid mother fuckers make me sick to my God damn stomach. LEAVE MRS. KANDI ALONE!!!!! You don't I'll have your asses

(08-04-2016, 05:37 PM)Dillinger Said: "If all you gathered was that I was talking about your cock, you're even more dense than I assumed. Good job! Gotta beat those expectations, right? No matter how low they already are."

"Anyway, as far as the time and the place for our fight goes, how does the August 31st edition of Warfare sound?"

"Your mouth is stuffed full with my Lizard's tail, mate - that's all I heard. Well now that you've had the courtesy to remove it and its dripping with beautiful crystal-like saliva, you have finally delivered me a message that's worth listening to. 31st LIMITED EDITION of Warfare - That's great... that's GREAT! That's extremely convenient! Thank you, for having my best interests at heart, sugartits."

Madison Lewis: "This has been another episode of Kandi Koated nights and we thank you for watching. Until next week, stay tune for the previews!

Oh hi there cutie, how are you?

(08-05-2016, 02:37 PM)Britney Caldwell Said: Oh hi there cutie, how are you?

"I'm absolutely marvellous, sugartits. Are all these big, scary men frightening you? Want me to rack you up a line of ket? Oh I do love my Special K..."

(08-05-2016, 03:04 PM)DShadows Said:

(08-05-2016, 02:37 PM)Britney Caldwell Said: Oh hi there cutie, how are you?

David turned to see a big breasted dark haired woman. He's anger went away as he lit up a blunt.

"Why hello there. I'm good now. Tits will do that to a man."

Tush's smirk fades into a sneer as he notices that the lady was in fact not talking to him but at a familiar face.

"Ah... You. Stay out of my way, cunt. Can't you see I'm trying to commit heinous acts of sexual abuse?"

(08-05-2016, 10:29 AM)Tush Said:

(08-04-2016, 05:37 PM)Dillinger Said: "If all you gathered was that I was talking about your cock, you're even more dense than I assumed. Good job! Gotta beat those expectations, right? No matter how low they already are."

"Anyway, as far as the time and the place for our fight goes, how does the August 31st edition of Warfare sound?"

"Your mouth is stuffed full with my Lizard's tail, mate - that's all I heard. Well now that you've had the courtesy to remove it and its dripping with beautiful crystal-like saliva, you have finally delivered me a message that's worth listening to. 31st LIMITED EDITION of Warfare - That's great... that's GREAT! That's extremely convenient! Thank you, for having my best interests at heart, sugartits."

"Yeah... none of that means anything to me, so I'm going to go."

"Keep being excited though."

"It'll make your failure all the more amusing."

"Colon capital O"

With that, Dillinger exits the scene.

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(08-05-2016, 01:42 PM)DShadows Said:

(08-05-2016, 07:26 AM)Lyianna Properchev Said: [color=#FF1493][font=Courier]All of you stupid mother fuckers make me sick to my God damn stomach. LEAVE MRS. KANDI ALONE!!!!! You don't I'll have your asses

"Dude. Calm your fucking tits. Bitch you better not kill my high. Have you ever seen an angry stoner before? You fucking about to mother fucker. "

(Lyianna looks a dshadows and waves at him) what's up dshadows? And yes these tits are louciously real(lyianna plays with them and then she turns around) these soft suple ass is also real. No you can't have them.

(08-05-2016, 02:37 PM)Britney Caldwell Said: Oh hi there cutie, how are you?

Who? Me?