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Post by SoRrOw on Jul 7, 2011 2:38:06 GMT
Shadow of a Man by Mudvayne plays as the dark figure is seen in the doorway to a well lit locker room.
I am ready to prove that I am truly insane as everyone thinks that I am, so to whom there is in this company that thinks that I am just a person with a problem, let us step into the ring together with each other and see if I am just a normal man willing to take a beating......
Sorrows voice changes slightly, this time it seems a little demented and darker
OR IF I AM TRULY A DANGEROUS CREATURE THAT IS WILLING TO GIVE A SERIOUS BEATING.
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Post by Bison on Jul 7, 2011 23:35:18 GMT
With a chuckle, Bison shakes his head a little and sighs, stepping from the locker room behind Sorrow, and smirking. Looking the man up and down, he raises a brow - dressed in a hoodie and jeans for now, the hood pulled up - before folding his arms, well sized under the material.
"Now..Lemmie get this straight, 'cause ahm not quite graspin' this. We're..'Sposed ta be afraid..Of you? Man, if yer lookin' fir a figh', ahm moore than glad to give ye one; an here's the fun bit. I'll, fuckin', crush, ye. Look at ye..Nothin' but a wannabe tough guy."
Bringing an arm up, Bison pulls back the sleeve of his jumper, flexing his arm and flashing it to the man before him, chuckling as he stares eye to eye.
"See this? The minute mah clothesline hits ye..Tha' head? Comin' clean off yer shoulders. An' then all ah'll have ta do is cover tha' pathetic wee body of yours.."
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Post by SoRrOw on Jul 8, 2011 6:48:55 GMT
Sorrow looks at Bison
You know that you might beat me, but dont think that we wont be as easy as you think we will be.
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Post by Bison on Jul 14, 2011 14:16:09 GMT
Smirking as he looks over the man before him, Bison raises a brow. Arms folded across his chest, he lets out a little laugh as he looks Sorrow up and down, assessing him. Shaking head to the response, the mammoth of a man steps up and in, getting fairly close to Sorrow, staring down to look eye to eye.
"Ah think ye might wanna re-assess the situation..there's no 'maybe beat' or 'might beat' in this. Ah'll straight up destroy ye - an' ah really don't care how. If it's a fight, or an opponent yer lookin' for..congrats, ye just found one. Hope ye don't put yerself in a position, 'cause I'm gonna snap that lil' neck of yers, an' walk out the arena the winner. You might wanna jus' stay home tha' night instead of showin' up."
He keeps his ground as he stares over Sorrow, Bison's looming size somewhat intimidating, built, not just tall - an obvious powerhouse style wrestler.
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