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Hero Xtreme 7.9 · (02-27-2017)

The scene opens to NOCMM fucking a cisgendered female woman, they've been going at it for...a little over 47 hours now. An alarm on NOCMM's invisible watch goes off indicating that either one of his opponents did a promo

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

fat chance they are lazy

rookies or that 47 and a half hours have passed since his last promo and it's time to shoot one. Definitely the latter. NOCMM looks down at the hot cisgendered female human bitch he's fucking and figures this is as good of time as any to start the promo.

NOCMM: Unlike my client's opponents I'm fucking a woman. Fags don't get this luxury. All they do is suck every dick they can in an attempt to piss off the creator. They fail at that too. You see, Hero Xtreme 7.9 shows no emotion when he damns a

. God doesn't even know these rookies are fags until their time comes. Their choice to be fags and go to Hell only inflicts harm to themselves. There is no benefit other than their sinful nasty pleasure, but that only lasts as long as it lasts.

NOCMM feels only purity while banging this cisgendered female woman. Only happiness. God's plan is beautiful.

NOCMM: Though I doubt Jim Caedus is getting any ass at all. Fags hate the homeless. Fags hate smelly people. Fags hate being tossed off rooftops, so they probably stay away from murderers like him. Let's face it. The only way Jim Caedus is getting laid is if he rapes someone, and he's too tired to do that. He's too tired to cut a promo. He's too tired to be anything but the guy who opens a rookie show with no main event. For twenty years he was too tired to step foot in a church. Until today.

NOCMM laughs.

NOCMM: You could say that today Jim "woke up" but he'll never get that far. He just stumbled like a drunk

into a church, clasped his hands together and begged my client to let him win. Well Jim, it wasn't a priority prayer so it just got lost in the void. Maybe you could afford for God to hear you if you were smart, but it seems that all you're capable of is making the wrong choices.

NOCMM pumps her some more with his huge invisible dick.

NOCMM: You chose to be a

. You chose to fake some news. You chose to waste your breath praying in some church to my client when you could have gone the direct route. You chose to be a rookie by doing nothing of note. You chose not to keep up with me. You chose to be left in the dust. You chose not to shoot a promo for over 96 hours. You chose your fate. It's a choice.

NOCMM eyes drift to his Blu-Ray of 12 Years A Slave, more like 21 Years A Rookie.

NOCMM: Two days, rookie

. Two days are all you have left before my client makes his decision. You squandered the last two. My natural optimism is the only reason this isn't "Promo 12 of 13". Anyone else would have assumed you fags abandoned ship. Women, children, and rookies first as they say. Leaving now won't save you. You're going to drown against my client. You're going to choke. You may think swallowing defeat is easier than swallowing each others cum, but you're wrong. You chose to practice swallowing one thing, but you're too tired to do the other. It goes down easy for

. "Science" and "studies" may say you're naturals, but nothing will prepare you for what you're about to swallow.

NOCMM cums invisible semen into his living fuck toy cisgendered female customer's open mouth. She swallows it.

NOCMM: You two made choices these past two weeks. Choices you can't change. Choices you'll always regret. You have two more days to make more incorrect choices. Two more days to hide. Two more days to show up and try to claim you've always been here. Two more days to admit you made the wrong choices. Two more days to pretend admitting you're wrong makes you right. Two more days to pretend to you're Deadpool. Two more days to be a pot calling kettles black. You mortal rookie

have plenty of choices left to make.

The customer hands NOCMM some xbux.

NOCMM: At the end the chaos. At the end of the order. At the end of the main event of the evening. At the end of the last match before the old skool fans start a traffic jam in the parking lot. At the end of this promo period, my client will make the final choice. The only choice that really mattered all along. These two weeks where I left you speechless, these two weeks where I tired you out, these two weeks where I owned you, these two weeks you'll pretend didn't happen, will culminate with something you have no control over. The whole world is in my client's hands, and he works in mysterious ways.

Some monkeys try to rape the customer, so NOCMM kills them. A disembodied monkey head is crushed under the manager's invisible boot as the scene fades to an Xtreme shade of black.

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