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Post by Michael Cassidy on May 23, 2007 10:31:17 GMT -5
Cliff Edge/Dr. Love v. Velvet Rope Security. Deadline is posted in the card thread. Good luck!
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Dr. Love
Jobber
I got just the cure you need!
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Post by Dr. Love on Jun 1, 2007 2:24:42 GMT -5
*OOC: Just noticed this, it's a 2-on-4 match, considering Eli Darwin is absent from the team this week. Should probably start watching some more Sesame Street. * ~Good Friends, Better Enemies~The phone rings. Dr. Love picks up his cell, flips it open, and places it up to his mouth.Dr. Love:Talk to me. A muffled voice responds.Dr. Love:What do you mean, I'm screwed? .......No man, I had her checked out for STD's, I swear.......Oh, you're not talking about that.........Tag team match? What the f-..........Cliff Edge?! You;re kidding! .........Dammit! Dr. Love tosses his phone to the floor, the Killswitch Engage "The End of Heartache" ringtone fading off in malfunction. He paces around the room furiously, before flopping down on the couch. He begins to think to himself.Dr. Love: Cassidy's screwing with me. Fuck! What kind of crazy shit is that? It's pathetic enough that I gotta face the entire Velvet Rope Security, part of Cassidy's so-called "Administration. But I have to do so by teaming with that hack, Cliff Edge? That damn fluke-win champion!? This is bullshit! I should be the champion! If not for Raymon Inc. sicking that troll Zeus on me and taking me out of the match, I would be the champion! But things didn't work out that way. Cliff Edge took advantage of my disadvantage. He did not win the match on his own. He does NOT deserve to be the champion!Dr. Love gets back to his feet, kicking the table over in front of him. He grabs his hair, tugging it in frustration before sliding his face back into his hands.Dr. Love: It didn't have to be this way. I didn't want it to be this way. But I didn't have any other choice! This championship belongs to me! I will do whatever I have to do, to take it from Cliff Edge. If I have to throw him off a 40-foot high, double-tier steel cage, fine. If I need to enlist Sean Homes as the Special Enforcer, fine by me. I will knock every tooth down Cliff's throat, until he chokes on his own ivory-englossed smile, if it means the NOW Heavyweight Championship will be mine! He thinks my draw with Jason Ward weakened me? It only made me stronger. And Ward will get his later. But I need to stay focused on Cliff Edge, and even the Cassidy Administration. Because like it or not, Cliff Edge is my partner. And as much as I hate to admit it...
Joeydrops back to the couch, same position as before, the thoughts racing through his head as the scene fades away.
Dr. Love: We're gonna make one hell of a team.
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