Scully
Registered but either hasn't added self to a roster yet or doesn't RP
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11-06-2014, 02:52 PM
I thought it would only be right if I visited my "supposing" tag team partner, Maverick. Maverick was on the injury list but before he got injured he became the XWF HMW Champion.
I knocked on the door covered from head to toe in a biohazard suit - a loose one-piece garment worn to protect the wearer against dangerous biological or chemical agents.
Maverick opens the door. I could tell he couldn't really see who it was. He looked confused, he was a little unsure
Maverick "Is that you, Scully?"
Scully "It is indeed"
Maverick "Why you wearing a protective suit?
Scully "Look no offense, Iceman but you got shat on and it was disgusting"
Maverick "Iceman? But I thought......."
Pizza
Ice Cream
Nachos
I surprisingly spray Maverick with a fart extinguisher knocking him back in to his hall way. I run at him, hitting him with a superkick. Mav falls to the ground.
I throw a stink bomb what looks to be his kitchen as I see a rolling pin on the side. I throw another stink bomb up his stairs.
Maverick tries to get to his feet but I punt him in the head. I look down at Maverick.
Scully "You know what they say, right? Shit happens"
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