Graves spots Muddy standing in the Xtreme hallway, apparently dazed by a combination of alcohol and the stupefying post match words from Velocity VII.

Being ever the opportunist, Graves hoist his newly-acquired tag team championship up and smashes Muddy across the back of the head with it.

Not being satisfied with his efforts, Graves then checks out his surroundings, looking for something that might give him anadvantage in this attack. Graves smiles as wickedly as Peter Gilmour ever has and darts diwn the hall. Soon enough he returns maning a forklift that he parks beside of Muddy and lowers the lift bars over his chest, pinning Muddy to the ground. Graves then hops out of the forklift and places a foot on Muddy's chest as he holds up the Xtreme and Tag titles, one in each hand.






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Muddy kicks out by simply getting his shoulder up from the concrete. Strangely it wasn’t that hard- those forks tend to be pretty wobbly and well greased so you can adjust their position. You’d think Graves would have stood on Muddy’s shoulders.

”aye! Where my banner be at woman?”

A disgruntled looking forklift driver walks up the hallway, sighing heavily while turning the key over and lifting the hydrolics back up and rolling away... right over Muddy.

got dayum!”