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Post by jdberbank on Nov 28, 2008 10:28:47 GMT -5
J.D Berbank walks in very satisfied after he attacked mafia man.
He went right to the weights and started lifting 150lbs while chanting Mafia man is toast! mafia man is toast!
And then after that he taped a photo of mafia man to the wall and then started punching it intill it was nothing but a big ball of paper.
Mafia man is dead meat, he says as he leaves the gym, with a big grin.
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Post by zorax on Nov 29, 2008 14:31:07 GMT -5
Zorax walks into the gym. He picks up a dumbell, and heaves with all his might to lift it over his head. Sweat trickles down his forehead as he focuses all his strength into keeping the dumbell up. Then, with a massive sigh of relief, he drops it down, his arm in anguish. He takes a look at the weight of that dumbell.
5KG.
And he smiles triumphantly.
My personal best!
He walks off happy at his accomplishment.
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Post by Patriot Adam Rogers on Nov 30, 2008 21:19:19 GMT -5
Patriot Adam Rogers walks into the weight room as Zorax is leaving. He stares as Zorax walks by. Zorax out of the way, he walks over to the treadmill.
Gotta train. So far in TWA, I have been unable to win.. unable to overcome.. so much pushing down.. impossible to push back up... I will soar... I have to... It is my destiny.. The Psycho Title... I must earn my spot..
The Patriot continues his run, cranking the treadmill up as far as it can go. As the janitors turn out the lights around him, Rogers keeps on running, training for Wednesday Night!
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Post by Patriot Adam Rogers on Dec 3, 2008 11:07:27 GMT -5
Patriot Adam Rogers returns to the weight room after his confrontation with Zorax and AJ.
Time to train.. Tonight is the night... my proving ground... THIS IS IT!
The Patriot gets on the treadmill, cranking the knob as high as it goes.
The time... for talk... is over..... Tonight.. my actions.. will speak for themselves..
The Patriot continues to run. Treadmill cranked up high as it can, he powers through the pain that is enveloping his lower extremities. Not even Pain can stop him..
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Post by mafiaman on Dec 3, 2008 23:36:19 GMT -5
Mafia Man walks in
I want to train. I don't want to lift these baby dumbells and old slow treadmills. This is a dump! I can do better. Whoever owns this place must be a poor old man who thinks he has a spine of his own.
(He looks around and sees Patriot walking slowly on the treadmill and approaches him)
I'm not suprised you own this dump, and I am also not suprised that you are poor and going down in the economy crisis as well. I can liven this place up. I can make it the ultimate gym. Let's make a deal. I buy this gym for $20, that's over $10 more than its real value. Think about it, that's 20 dollars, you can buy a month's worth of food instead of picking up garbage and eating it like you do now.
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Post by Patriot Adam Rogers on Dec 4, 2008 1:36:06 GMT -5
Patriot Adam Rogers gets off the treadmill and approaches Mafia Man. He sizes him up.
Mafia Man, my old friend. You think that you can come in here and talk down to me like that. The way I see it, there's two ways that this can go down: 1. We brawl right here, right now. And if that's what you want, I'm right here. Or 2. You stand here and talk the talk some more. And if THAT is want you want, then go find someone else to rant on, and don't waste my time!
With that the Patriot gets up in Mafia Man's face, waiting for him to make a move...
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Post by mafiaman on Dec 5, 2008 0:12:37 GMT -5
ME AND YOU, MAN, ME AND YOU RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW 1 ON 1 NO RULEZ ME AND YOU 1 ON 1
The two wrestlers stare proudly at each other and then engage in a exciting test of strength, trying to overcome their opponent after a few, seemingly endless, seconds and an enormous effort Mafia Man prevails Mafia Man puts a outstretched hand on Patriot Adam Rogers's forehead and scratches him bringing it down putting his fingers in the eyes with an light Eye Rake!! Mafia Man tries to hit his opponent with a punch, but he apparently fails and strikes his opponent's face with light Elbow Smash!! ... ... ... Mafia Man grabs a gun and points it at Patriot Adam Rogers's head and blows the brain out of his head executing a LEGENDARY Murder!! Referee starts counting ...1... ...2... ...3... MAFIA MAN WINS THE MATCH AND DEFEATS PATRIOT ADAM ROGERS!!!
Take That, Patriot, I just beat you up. So deal or no deal? Me givin the $20 for the gym or you continuing to eat dog crap on the streets like you do so now?
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Post by Patriot Adam Rogers on Dec 5, 2008 10:01:24 GMT -5
Patriot Adam Rogers slowly rises from the floor. He is bleeding from his lip.
Listen, this is TWA, not the streets... Here in the Asylum, we settle our differences in the ring. Not by cheap shots.. I say we talk with the General Manager, and get us a little match. If you win, I hand over the gym right then and there. BUT, if I win, you are thereby banned from my gym.. forever! What do you say to that?
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Post by Patriot Adam Rogers on Dec 8, 2008 19:10:44 GMT -5
Patriot Adam Rogers is walking around his gym, straightening things up.
Really? Who does Mafia Man think he is? Coming in here talking trash to me! Soon he's gonna get exactly whats coming to him..
The Patriot continues cleaning his gym, biding his time until he gets Mafia Man in the ring once again...
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Post by Patriot Adam Rogers on Dec 10, 2008 17:16:56 GMT -5
The Patriot moves over to the punching bag. He begins punching the bag at a rapid speed. In his eyes, the bag looks exactly like Mafia Man's face. He punches the bag so hard that it falls off of his hook and falls the ground. He unrelentlessly attacks the fallen punching bag, unleashing a flurry of lefts and rights. Finally, he comes to his senses, realizing that his downed foe is just an overgrown couch cushion. He rises, breathing heavily.
MAFIA MAN! YOU AND ME! THIS FIGHT IS GOING TO HAPPEN! AND WHEN IT DOES, I WILL DEMOLISH YOU! YOU CAN COUNT ON THAT! FORGET RED, WHITE, AND BLUE- I WILL BEAT YOU BLACK AND BLUE!
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Post by Shane Sebastian on Dec 29, 2008 9:32:19 GMT -5
**Shane sebastian is in a octagon formed ring training his MMA-style of wrestling.**
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Post by germandoom on Dec 29, 2008 16:57:59 GMT -5
GermanDoom enters the Weight Room and enters the weight first. '209 lbs... not bad...' With his evil smile he does a little slap on his stomach and walks towards the punching bags. he pulls out a picture of the pope and pins it on a bag. 'I hope you're fit cause I don't expect to stop early.' The deep voice of GermanDoom makes his laughing more to a humming.
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Post by jdberbank on Dec 30, 2008 15:40:44 GMT -5
J.D Berbank enters the weight room and stares down germandoom.
J.D Berbank:Well,Well, Well. my 1st victim for the new season. Kid, do you know who you are looking at? You are looking at the highest paid superstar in TWA history! you are looking at a multi billionaire! and you are looking at the winner of the match tonight!
J.D Berbank looks on with a fierce look in his eyes before talking again.
J.D Berbank:i mean seriously, YOU as my opponent? this is going to be as easy as pie!tonight,you shall get a lesson in wrestling kid! and you can bank on that happening because i am better then you!
J.D Berbank waits for a response.
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Post by germandoom on Dec 30, 2008 16:02:12 GMT -5
GermanDoom looks at J.D Berbank, getting as close as possible. "I don't see anything, what you say in your eyes. I see fear... I'll show you, what's going to happen." GermanDoom points on a monitor, where a video starts playing. In a Video a busted wide open Wrestler lurching in the ring.
GermanDoom Raises His Arms Slowly In The Air While The Lights Get Turned Out And A Firework At The Ringpost Appears executing The Overpower GermanDoom kicks the opponent in the pit of the stomach clamps the head of the opponent between his legs and lifts the legs on the right shoulder presses the arms of the opponent behind the knees and stomps his knees on the mat executing a devastating Crucifixion Piledriver GermanDoom shows a few more attacks, smiling in the camera. "Everything ends..." GermanDoom climps the Turnbuckle and jumps towarts the opponent landing with the legs on the shoulders of the opponent taking him head first down executing a devastating Total Black Out. Referee starts counting... 1... 2... 3... GermanDoom wins!
He walks towards the camera, smiles evily, saying "This is, what's going to happen! Hahahaha!"
The Video ends with a '7.1. R.I.P.' and GermanDoom completely disappeared, without a voice or trace.
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Post by deacondarkside on Jan 2, 2009 19:33:14 GMT -5
Deacon enters the Weight room quietly. He leans against the wall for a few moments, debating whether it would be worth it to bother training.
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