IWA: Insane Wrestling Association

[Asherdelampyr]

*Brock laughes at the stupidity of Mr. Blood.*

Brock: You think I give a damn how many of you worthless people there are? Just bring it on.

Mr. Blood: Boy each one of these soldiers has beaten more men that you have beaten off too. But no, to be afraid you would first have to be smart enough to understand just what the hell is going on around you, and as your poor overworked mother can attest, at least when her mouth isn't full, that is a level of intellect that you have never been close to.

Mr. Black: You come here with that creepy ass Doc?

[B-MCINTYRE]

@Ash Then my plan is working. Maker Brock the most hated wrestler EVER!!!

You still messed up...

[TTC]

Brock: Let me get this straight. You both want to keep on talking shit out of your mouths rather than fight. I guess you guys aren't Tag Team Championship material after all.

[TTC]

@B-MCINTYRE No, I didn't!

[Asherdelampyr]

Brock: Let me get this straight. You both want to keep on talking shit out of your mouths rather than fight. I guess you guys aren't Tag Team Championship material after all.

Mr. Blood: No boy, we want to sit back and watch as our gears here tear your ass limb from limb. Why the fuck do you think that all your failure makes you worth anything more than that? Hell you think we have won all the gold we have over the years by getting into it with every roided out homo with an inferiority complex that spits a dick out of his mouth long enough to talk shit?

Mr. Black: You aren't worth the time or effort.

Mr. Blood: especially when we aren't even getting paid for it, but the boys here? Well they can use the exercise.

[TTC]

Brock: Go on avoiding me. It's cool. I'll just beat your little henchmen and then I'll beat both of your asses. Hell, I'll even give you money for your medical bill.

[Asherdelampyr]

Brock: Go on avoiding me. It's cool. I'll just beat your little henchmen and then I'll beat both of your asses. Hell, I'll even give you money for your medical bill.

*the Gears tighten ranks around Brock, cutting off retreat*

(OOC: See, here's where the problem with ICing a character that never discovers the plus side to running the hell away, I'm pretty sure that it is frowned upon to curbstomp someone in IC, and it's less believable that any 8 guys have an issue with just one man (also known as, the Nexus philosophy)

[TTC]

*Brock smiles*

Brock: How much money are they paying you? I can triple it, if you let me at them.

[Asherdelampyr]

*Brock smiles*

Brock: How much money are they paying you? I can triple it, if you let me at them.

Mr. Blood: Damn, now that was fucking entertaining. Of course, I don't think that they are going to accept, but still, that's the first time I have seen you even try to use your head.

*The gears shake their heads, seemingly in unison as they crack their knuckles, seemingly chomping at the bit to begin the attack*

[TTC]

*Brock smiles once more.*

Brock: Momma always said "Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you'll get." However, you guys are getting an ass-wiping