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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 7:11 pm
Brantley was still feeling the power flowing through him, the adrenaline rushing, was prepared to continue his attack. He began to rise to his feet, about to brutally demolish Landry, until Zarel forced Summers his way. Brantley felt the large, brutish hand of the Damone on his neck and he began to worry. In his panic, Brantley went for a quick strike to the coin purse of Zarel with his foot.
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 7:14 pm
the low blow connects and Zarel stumbles back against the ropes, clearly in pain
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 7:28 pm
Brantley fell to a knee and just looked at Zarel, panting heavily. He would simply look at Zarel, not moving, not trying to follow up, not even making another attempt at Landry. To the crowd, it was pretty creepy, but Brantley obviously had a plan.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 9:47 am
zarel can't afford to slow down now, and springs forward. looking to go low and catch brantley across the face with a clothesline
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 12:41 pm
((Landry's out until Wednesday again.))
Brantley was smacked across the face with the clothesline and just like that, his momentum had been quickly shut off and sealed away for the time being. He fell backwards and laid out holding his head.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 5:58 pm
(noted)
Zarel rises to a kneel after taking brantley down again, and this time looks to choke him while he's down on the mat
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:14 pm
Brantley was laid out on the mat and vulnerable to almost anything thrown at him. It seemed Zarel was planning to take advantage of that and began to choke Brantley, causing Brantley to make some awkward sounds. Brantley brought his hands and placed them on Zarel's forearm, kicking his legs and gasping for air.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 3:11 pm
((Back, wont be leaving again for a while. Thanks guys.))
Landry was just now recovering from the Pedigree, shaking his head to shake loose the cobwebs, staring up at the lights and around the arena to make sure that the match hadn't ended without him. Thankfully it hadn't, and Summers was just being throttled by Zarel.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 2:04 pm
zarel rises to his feet once again, looking to pull Brantley with him and deliver a hard scoopslam
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 7:14 pm
Brantley was picked to his feet only to be flipped onto his back with a devastating Scoopslam. The powerful thud echoed throughout the arena as Brantley arched his back up and began to hold it. He wasn't fond of the feeling and Brantley hoped it wouldn't happen too much more as he fell to his side curling up into a ball.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 6:07 pm
Zarel now turns his attention to the champion. Landry is always dangerous, something he's proven time and time again, so it would be smart not to let him rest too long. Zarel goes to pull the champion up and, should he prove able to do this without getting caught in a surprise manuever, he'd attempt a hard irish whip to the turnbuckle
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 6:22 pm
Landry is still a little dizzy in the head, and Zarel is able to stand him up and throw him into the corner with the irish whip.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 2:43 pm
Zarel walks after Landry, not wanting to make the mistake of rushing in too fast. as he approaches, he looks to start throwing some rights at the side of Landry's head
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 8:24 pm
Brantley finally began to show some movement in his body. He wasn't out of the match yet and it seemed that he could actually begin to work a little towards starting to get up. For now, he began crawling to the nearest corner that wasn't in the line of action.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 8:27 pm
Landry takes shot after shot, sinking lower into the corner with each punch, holding up his arms to try and deafen the blows.
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