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| Nikkon | Feb 20 2007, 09:09 PM Post #16 |
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[Nikkon turns to see Harris in the door way. Nikkon smirks as as he steps closer] Nikkon: Problem? I don't have a problem... you on the other hand.. that's an entirely different story. |
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| Darkness | Feb 20 2007, 09:11 PM Post #17 |
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::Harris:: Oh yeah, and what would be my problem? How bout you tell me? |
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| Nikkon | Feb 20 2007, 09:14 PM Post #18 |
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[Nikkon looks him up and down] Nikkon: I think you're your own problem. I've seen your kind. All hard and shit when you got boys behind you... but too scared to do a damn thing on your own. You're nothin but a punk... THAT'S... your problem. |
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| Darkness | Feb 20 2007, 09:17 PM Post #19 |
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~~~Harris looks behind him and over each shoulder. He then puts a slight shoulder push into Nikkon to look inside the locker room.~~~ ::Harris:: The way I see it. I have nobody behind me. And frankly, its not like Rayne really has my back considering that he doesnt feel he can trust me from our tag match. So, again, I dont talk shit or whatever when I got my bouys behind me. Well, it looks like Im doin a fine job handling my own and have since I got here. So, Meras, Young and myself formed somewhat of an alliance. La-De-freakin-Da! Whats the matter? You just pissed that nobody really wants to help you watch your back from Matthews? |
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| Nikkon | Feb 20 2007, 09:24 PM Post #20 |
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[Nikkon smirks shakin his head] Nikkon: Thing is.. you don't even know man. You're fuckin' clueless... and STILL tryin' to act hard. You AIN'T shit. You've never BEEN shit. You'll never BE shit. You seriously think I need someone to watch my back from Matthews? Nah, don't even get it twisted homie. Me and Jake came up together brah. So don't even try that reverse psychology shit with me. You're a punk that can't handle shit on his own. Jake has people watching his back...with good merit too. Seems like everytime we turn around, we got some hatin' ass punk bitch like yourself.. or Meras.. or Rayne tryin to make a name off the miracle Boy franchise... but what Jake does and what ya'll do are completely different stories. He's backed up everything he's said since commin' to PDW and inside that ring, he's done it all on his own. What exactly have YOU done? |
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| Darkness | Feb 20 2007, 09:29 PM Post #21 |
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~~~Harris couldnt really brag about a whole lot as its not like he has seriously accomplished anything yet in the PDW. But, he does know that Nikkon has never stepped foot in the PDW ring. Harris just shakes his head.~~~ ::Harris:: Well, I cant sit here and brag about this or that. But you think that I NEED Rayne and Meras? Hell no. I dont need anyone in here. But I know that to seriously make it to the top, you do one of two things. You either sleep with the boss, which is what your boy Jake has and is doing or you find someone who is gonna watch your back and when the time comes, you give them their due for watchin you back. But you know what. Im gonna let you sadly think what you want to think about me. I got better shit to do then play sorry ass one-up games with you Nikkon. Ryba, good luck come Disclosure. ~~~Harris then begins to leave the room again.~~~ |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 20 2007, 09:33 PM Post #22 |
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~Ryba began to feel light headed. I guess taking medication on an empty stomach was a bad idea, no?. As Harris made his statement and turned to leave, Ryba made his way towards the bathroom. On the way there, he placed a hand on Nikkon's shoulder. Nikkon looked to him, and through Ryba's tired eyes, he sort of gave Nikkon a reassuring look, as if he will handle it at Disclosure. Ryba quickly made his way to the bathroom and leaned on the sink, tossing some water on his face~ Ryba: You know...would it hurt to have a PDW fan that is a fine ass woman run around the back and come into my locker room? Seriously, who did I fuck over in a past life, Ghandi? |
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| Rayne | Feb 20 2007, 09:50 PM Post #23 |
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As Harris is leaving he see's a familar face and smiles. Nikkon who is turned away from Harris, as a voice beckons him. Rayne: Hey Nikkon i know your Jakey's boy and all, so i wanted you to give him a message from me? As Nikkon turns around Rayne levels him with a Superkick straight onto the chin of Matthews boy, as he hits the cold floor. Rayne stops and smiles for a few moments as he exits the room and leaves pretty sharpish. |
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| Darkness | Feb 20 2007, 09:53 PM Post #24 |
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~~~Harris witnesses this and stands back and lets Rayne do his thing. He then begins dashin down the hallway with Rayne as in saying, "If more of Matthews boys catches up with you, Im here."~~~ |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 20 2007, 09:55 PM Post #25 |
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~Ryba walks out of the bathroom, rubbing a towel on his face~ Ryba: You still pissed man? Your a bit qu- ~Ryba looks at Nikkon, and then at the door. He jogs to the door and looks down the hall, but no one is there. And at the moment he isn't feeling too good to be running full speed down hallways. He turns back and kneels slightly, looking down at Nikkon~ Ryba: You know its one thing to do the attack elsewhere, but why my locker room. Come on Nik.. ~Ryba taps him on his cheek~ Ryba: Wake up...come on..come too. I see young pussy coming down the hallway? Eh? You want to miss that coming down the hallway? Eh? |
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| Nikkon | Feb 20 2007, 10:00 PM Post #26 |
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[Nikkon opens his eyes and looks up at Ryba. His eyes get big and he scarmbles to his feet] Nikkon: W-W-W-WHAT THE FUCK? YOU AIN'T FARAH! [Nikkon tries gaining his composure as he looks around] Nikkon: Oh. Right. That eminem lookin' fool superkicked me... [Nikkon rubs his jaw] Nikkon: Muthafucka must of asked for a broken knee cap for his birthday. |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 20 2007, 10:01 PM Post #27 |
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Ryba: And I would help since he had to do it in my locker room. But right now I feel a bit squeemish... ~Ryba winced as he looked down~ Ryba: Squeemish? Holy fuckin' hell I am turning into Kibby.. ~Ryba rushed over to a chair and sat down, lounging back and letting his head drop back~ |
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| Nikkon | Feb 20 2007, 10:04 PM Post #28 |
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[Nikkon just smirked as he watched Ryba] Nikkon: No worries... I'll let him think he's got this on lock... for now. [Nikkon looks around for a moment, then back at Ryba] Nikkon: Please just don't say Goshie. |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 20 2007, 10:05 PM Post #29 |
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Ryba: Kill me if I do.. ~Ryba brought his head up and looked around~ Ryba: Actually with the watch on me now, I don't think I should ask for self helped suicide. Fucking psychiatrist.. ~Ryba looks to his locker~ Ryba: Fuckin' meds... |
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