24/7 Hardcore Rules

[Burter]

Example of how this should go: 24/7 Hardcore Match (Example

-All posts must be at least 50 words.
-You can not post twice in a row.
-You can have the person above get the pin or not. It's up to you. The champ is of course allowed to come in and kick out.
-This is all meant to be in good fun. While I keep a hardcore title history, this title is really just for jokes and laughs. It will only be defended in a match on occasion (but will always be defended at PPVs)

This is open until the main event voting is over. So, a little under 48 hours. I'll start us off...

[Burter]

Billy Bob runs into the CPW arena, holding the hardcore title. He runs into his locker room and shuts the door, locking it, hoping that'll be enough to keep him safe from any opposing challengers.



Current Champ: Billy Bob

[Android 17]

?Krakow!? Seventeen wailed, busting out from one of the lockers and flailing his limbs madly. The android dashed forward and speared Billy Bob through the door of the locker room and onto the concrete floor of the hall outside.

With a victorious shout, the android reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of brass knuckles. One swing later, Billy Bob was lying on the floor with a vibrant red mark on the side of his jaw. Capitalizing on the unconscious state of his opponent, Seventeen moved in for the pin.

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[Whompt]

3!

17 got the champeenship! Before he could gloat over his newfound title, the android found himself under attack by the largest wrestler in the league. Spop drove ham-like fist after fist into the smaller man, not leaving 17 even a moment to rest.

A big boot to the face later, Spop was down and pinning his opponent for the win.

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[Android 17]

?kick out! With a grunt, Seventeen flailed his limbs and managed to shove the fat bastard off of him. Scrambling to his feet, the machine-hybrid grabbed a random iron shield that happened to be lying just within arm?s reach on top of an old forklift.

?This is Spartaaaa!? The android yelled, smashing Spopovich with the shield and running away as the rather large man toppled.

[Whompt]

Falling backward, Spop growled as he wiped the blood out of his eye and watched the pussified fighter run away.

"No little bastard runs away from the Mangina!"

It was time to bring it to the emo-looking punk, old school. Grabbing a dodgeball, which just so happened to be conveniently at hand, Spop let loose of it like a cannon.

A direct hit, and the Android tumbled forward, crying like a fat kid who dropped his burger. Wasting not one second, Spop was pinning 17.

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[Android 17]

?kick out! Seventeen let out a groan and threw the fattie off him once again. With an exasperated growl, the android kicked the massive tub of lard in the side of the head. Spop let out a grunt but even a simple kick couldn?t keep down the rather large, oafish monstrosity.

?Stay down, Lenny!? Seventeen hissed, stepping forward and punching his brass knuckle-reinforced?knuckles into Spopovich?s potentially nonexistent wedding tackle. With a little chirp, the machine-hybrid reached into a nearby crate and pulled out a skateboard designed after Super Buu.

From the overhead sound system, some form of punk band began to play, and with that, Seventeen vanished around the corner on his skateboard.

[Whompt]

Whimpering in pain, Spop fell to his knees and cried like he'd never cried before. That cheap bastard would pay for this. And pay dearly.

Unfortunately for Spop, 17 had taken off like a bat out of hell, and left him to his pain. The fag. However, all was not lost. For, what the skater punk had failed to realise if that the hall he was skating down was just a big square, and moments later he rounded another corner and slammed face-first into Spop's privvy area.

Unworldly pain filled the gigantor and he toppled forward onto 17.

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[Android 17]

...zomfg kick out! Seventeen thrashed until Spopovich?s tubby bastard self shifted off of him. Realizing he was undoubtedly trapped in some horrible loop when it came to posts, the android simply picked up the unconscious body of Billy Bob and hurled it at Spopovich.

The fat bastard let out a groan and fell over. With Spopovich defeated until the next post, Seventeen pulled out a candy bar and decided to pass the time with some cholately goodness.

[Whompt]

This had to be the biggest waste of time Spop had ever gotten himself into. Three pins. Three kick-outs. When will the vicoous cycle of Cops and Robbers-esque play end? Hopefully now.

Turn about is fairplay, as 17 found at when Mangina retaliated by throwing Billy Bob back at him. That candy bar would be his undoing, as he was too absorbed in eating to dodge the flaccid body and went down with Billy Bob on top. This was about to be the most embarrassing pin of the night.

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[Android 17]

? (wtf is this?) kick out!

?Oh this is fucking ridiculous,? Seventeen groaned, thrusting the flaccid body off him and watching as it struck the wall. A few feet away, Spop began to laugh (in the most retarded way possible, of course).

With a sigh, Seventeen finished his candy and turned his attention to the fatty.

?rdy!??

[Whompt]

"all ur base r mine!!1" Spop shouted in challenge as he charged 17.

"omgwtfevr!1!!" The android replied, moving forward to meet his opponent.

The two clashed in an epic explosion of awesome. So awesome was their battle that words wouldn't do it justice and thusly it won't be detailed. I the end, however, Spop threw 17 down, dropped a train on him, and then pinned the loser.

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[Android 17]

?...kick out.? Seventeen declared, kicking out of the pin in the most awesome manner possible. Once the two were standing upon their own two feet, they exchanged a lot of stereotypical banter and guffaws. Then they clashed. After that they decided to clash some more.

This continued endlessly until the awesome (real awesome, not awesome like douche?s who wear red and think they?re awesome) got so amalgamated that the walls, ceiling, and floor collapsed around them and they fell into a basement.

[Whompt]

In the lower portion of the arena, the two continued to beat on each other like a couple of Jerry Springer. Only alot less lame, because only wierdos go on that show. You get the point anyway. They fought like only the most awesome of people can. Once more, Spop tried to pin the wannabe pornstar, since he had nothing better to do with his time. And it was the thing to do today.

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[Android 17]

??omgwtfbbqpwn kick out!? Seventeen sighed, violently jerking hisself so the fatty was thrown off of him. Once they were standing up again, the android got a nearby brick and slammed it onto the dude?s face. Spop let out something akin to a melodramatic yelp, and then Seventeen hit him with another brick. And then another one, and another one?

[Whompt]

"What kind of loser hits people with bricks? Srsly?"

Still, under the masonry assault, even Spop thick skull was starting to succumb. He had to stop this, and something quick too. That's when an idea came to him. Then, it went away as a brick smashed his thought-train to pieces. So, Spop decided to wing it. Facing 17 with a stolid grin on his face, Spop began to laugh through the pummeling. Yeah, it hurt. But 17 didn't know that. The black-haired pansey-boy freaked out over Mangina's apparently indestructability and tried to run. That's when Spop opened up a can on him.

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[Android 17]

?...*kicks out*, LOL!" Seventeen laughed, batting away the fatty's can with on of his pale hands. With Spop not capitulating and decided to not shut the hell up, the android decided to pick up a nearby I-beam and ram it into the dude?s mouth.

That shut the tubby up.

[Whompt]

Stupid I-beams. Whoever decided to invent them should be burning in hell. Cuz this sucked. Still, inadvertant as it may have been, 17 had given Spop an advantage. That being, he now had a huge as beam of steel to hit the android with.

And he did. Repeatedly. Until 17 started crying, and long past that point. The muthafugger would get pinned today, if Spop's name wasn't... Spop.

Knocking the little man onto his back, Spop slammed the beam onto his chest and braced it against a ceiling support. Let's see the punk get out of this one.

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[Android 17]

"...loophole (aka kickout, lawl)!" With that, Seventeen teleported out from underneath the beam and back to a standing position. "Got'cha, phag!" The android guffawed, pausing a few times to slap his knee as punctuation for the hilarity. ?Huzzah!? Seventeen shouted, throwing his hands forward and punching the fatty in the face once again. A moment later, the wiry android delivered a roundhouse kick to Spop?s face that sent him off his feet and into a pile of debris.

?Timber,? the android uttered suavely, whipping out and putting on a pair of black sunglasses as he crossed his arms over his chest.

[Whompt]

Groaning, Spopovich slowly freed himself from the stuff.

"HAX!" He shouted, letting all know of 17's cheaterizingness. Of course, everyone knows that cheaters never win. Or was that quitters... Oh well. All Spop knew was that the android's stance was about the gayest thing he'd ever since. Including when he walked in on Supes and Celipa getting it on crab-style.

However, at this point he'd run out of unique ways to pin 17. So, he just did it without any special foreplay.

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