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Nico LaVey · **08-04-2016, 06:06 PM**

(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.

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