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Post by SoCal Society on Aug 27, 2012 19:56:10 GMT
At the beginning of the airing of Showdown, Dallas Sampson stands in the ring alone. He doesn't look like he's dressed to compete yet, he had the appearance of a man who had just finished working out. He was wearing a pair of black Adidas track pants, a sleeveless black shirt with "SoCal Society" printed on it in hot colors. On his feet he had a pair of lightweight black runners. Needless to say, he looked unprepared at the moment.
In his hand he held a microphone.
Last week at the airing of AfterDark, Jordy fought in a bout with Lucas Styles, Sentoryu, and the World Champion Brent Starr. He was sadly the first man eliminated, but there's a good reason for that. Jordan has talent, there's no doubt about it. Mid match though, he botched a move and injured himself which really explains why he couldn't finish the match in a better fashion. I came out, and soon after the paramedics followed.
The good news? Jordy's A-OK! He has a minor injury, which is really nothing to sweat. Bad news? Jordy can't make it to the show tonight. [/b] Sampson begins to pace the ring.. Don't worry though, SoCal STILL wants The English Bulldogs![/b] The fans pop in excitement to see the two groups clash again. Big Dallas hops up and down slightly with a grin painted on his lips. So, gentlemen, you've been summoned![/b][/center]
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Post by The English Bulldogs on Aug 29, 2012 20:41:53 GMT
Kashmir's theme plays over the PA as Bradford steps out onto the stage alone. Pausing a bit there as he's booed, he begins to make his way down to the ring. Dragging it out with a slow walk, he eventually makes his way into the ring and grabs a mic from someone ringside.
SoCal still wants the Bulldogs? Maybe you should rephrase it to you still want a piece. Since you did say, as you call it, Jordy can't make the show tonight. So that begs the question. What the bloody hell do you want with us, without your juvenile frat brother by your side?Bradford lowers the mic as he gets some minor boos. Not quite a huge reaction, but a reaction regardless.
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Post by SoCal Society on Aug 31, 2012 1:16:31 GMT
You're right, I still want a piece. Thing is, though, SoCal Society is such a tight knit team that whether it's just myself or Jordan Sherill in the ring, it's still SoCal Society. We battle for each other, we bleed for each other, simple as that. So, yes, SoCal Society DOES still want The English Bulldogs.
Sampson takes a step back so that his back is against the turnbuckle behind him. He saw how these men acted. He saw how they ran as a team. Seeing only one of them out here wasn't a great sign. All it meant is that somewhere looming in the back, or the crowd, or even under the ring sat Warren, potentially ready to strike.
What I want is both you men, one on tag. I know I won't beat you if you're both in the ring, but I figure I'll stand a chance if you two have to tag in and out. I know it's crazy, but with Jordan out, and all we've done is one on one matches, I say the show must go on, and on it will go.
So, what do you say?
The crowd raises to a roar at the showing of braveness from Dallas Sampson. It was questionable whether or not it was more stupidity rather than a sighting of courage, but regardless it got the fans excited. That's all SoCal was about, that's what SoCal truly loved.
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Post by The English Bulldogs on Aug 31, 2012 8:01:29 GMT
Bradford raises the mic with a cocked eyebrow. He was clearly surprised by Sampson's challenge. You want to face me and Warren in a handicap match? They really do grow them daft on this side of the pond. The crowd boos at this statement as Bradford continues.
We'll accept your challenge, just to see if you manage to walk away after we finish with you. After the beating we hand you, that'll be an accomplishment all its own. I mean what will happen to poor Jordan if you're not around to protect him? I mean apparently he can't even protect himself from...well himself. Bradford lowers the mic with a smile. Warren still had yet to make an appearance, but that didn't mean he couldn't be somewhere around.
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Post by SoCal Society on Sept 1, 2012 14:38:40 GMT
Walk away? Please, bro, it takes more than two bastard Brits to pull a bear like me down. I'm not worried about getting injured. I'll walk out of this alive and next week you'll have to face the both of us.
He didn't need to say much. He just raises his free hand to Bradford and signals "bring it"
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Post by The English Bulldogs on Sept 6, 2012 4:24:36 GMT
Bradford raises his mic. We'll see about that. With a smile he lowers the mic as the Kashmir instrumental starts to play again and Warren makes his way down to the ring. Once in the ring, him and Bradford to one corner ready to begin the match as a ref enters the ring as well.
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