24/7 Hardcore Match

[Burter]

Android 17 was practicing in ballet class during the show, his hardcore title wrapped tightly around his tutu'd torso.

Unknowingly to him, a referee appeared in the room and challengers were now open to attack

24 hours

[Android 17]

?Damn =o? Seventeen resounded, noticing the interlopers who had so rudely interloped upon his affairs. ?You rude interlopers!? The android yelled, his eyes frantically darting there and here and everywhere as he scanned the place for a means to defend hisself. That?s when he saw his venue.

?Thundercats, HO!? Seventeen shouted, brandishing a grappling hook from the ground and exiting stage right through a window. With the random accessory at his disposal, he landed effortlessly on a building across the wide lane and scampered away.

[Reijin]

Reijin was sitting back in his room tossing a can of Mountain Dew into the air. A female voice called over to him from the side of the room, off camera, and Reijin glanced over, missing the can completely as it landed in his lap. "Ah, damm- What?" he cried out.

"Don't you have a match tonight?" she asked him again. She recieved a simple shrug to her question.

"No idea. The original card seems to have forgotten the match, to be honest. That GM said something about a Hardcore match, but I never actually got any details." He glanced over at his drink and then smiled, shaking it up more. "Hey, baby!" he called out, receiving a small reply in response. "Check this shit out. Wanna see something badass?"

She started to speak, but he cut her off by jumping up off the chair, shaking the Dew violently and then opening it up so that it sprayed high into the air, soaking everything in the room, including the camera. Reijin held the spewing can up into the air and opened his mouth, taking in the XTREME liquid with ease.

The woman to the side was squeeling loudly in irritation and he laughed, dropping the empty can into the trash and then stretching out his back. "That owned. Anyways, I'm off to get another drink, babe. Later," he called out, walking out the door.

Spotting the vending machine down the hall, he headed in the direction as a referee entered a doorway next to it. He walked up next to the machine and began to peruse his selections before an interesting sight caught his attention.

Moving his head to the side, he saw Android 17 dancing in a tutu just inside of the room as the referee was getting some water from the fountain. "Oh shit yeah," he voiced to himself with a grin.

Android 17 had time to glance up and cry out like a girl as Reijin slammed into him with the force of a Hemmy powered titan. The ref immediately spun around and realized what was going on as Reijin drug the squeeling champion out into the hall, throwing him hard into the vending machine.

A loud noise emanated from the machine as the Android hit the ground, leaving Reijin to reach in and pull out his new Mountain Dew. "You nearly messed up my drink, bitch!" he laughed, putting his foot on the champ as he opened up the drink and took a deep swallow.

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[Android 17]

?KICK OUT!? Seventeen blared, kicking his foot up and spilling Reijin?s Mountain Dew all over the place and stuff like that. As the dude fumed, the android punched him and the stomach and tipped the vending machine over onto him (people actually die that way, it?s pretty damn funny). With a whoosh, Seventeen tore off the tutu to reveal a Batman costume underneath.

Then he ran away some more, lol.

[Reijin]

About that time, a Mountain Dew vending machine dropped out of the window to land upon our poor unsuspecting Android 17. Reijin calmly approached the crosseyed Android, opened another drink, and placed his foot once more over the fallen opponent.

Android 17 then moved a little to try and escape. So Reijin pinned him once again.

With his dong.

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[Android 17]

...Slap out! With that, Seventeen viciously slapped away Reijin?s dong (if you could call it that, since it was rather hard to see even with the naked eye). After that, the android swept the saiya-jin?s feet out from under him and scampered off like a jolly schoolchild down the pathway.

[Violet]

"Oh, shit." the purple tressed Goddess cursed, setting down her remote. She had a television set up in the corner of the ring, because she just knew she could beat the current title holder with hardly any effort at all.

How was she so sure? It was Seventeen, the stick like boy with anorexia or some junk, how hard was it to beat someone that skinny and...muscleless? HELL she had more strength in her pinky than the android had in his whole body. Her finger pointing was more impressive and successful than the black haired youth's 'morning wood'.

She watched the fight between him and her partner, that cute little kid called Reijin, and watched as the blue haired Saiyan did the impressive feat of near pinning her leader with, of all things, his trouser snake.

Watching as the android rebuked the appendage with a slap that would make a pimp cry, the kid scampered off down the path, but Violet, dressed in her Joker costume, jumped in front of him. "Holy bouncing buttcrust, Batman!" She said. He turned his head, and her fist smashed through his face, knocking him to the ground. Dragging him back into the ring by his hair, she laid him out on the mat, and sat on his face.

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"Three!! Three!!" she screamed, waiting for the ref to tap the next number. Why were these fuckers so slow for her?

[Android 17]

?How ?bout noooo?? Seventeen said, shoving the woman off of him like the hoe she was. Upon reaching a standing position, the android pulled out a twinkie and hit her in the face with it.

?Go make me a sandwich!? The machine-hybrid guffawed prior to making his exodus from his current location.

[Violet]

Tossing the twinky away to her partner, she laughed and said, "Make your own damn sammich."

The android looked back and guffawed that douchebagesque gaffaw, holding the coveted belt over his shoulder. Violet, angered, ran to the edge of the mat, slid off, and immediately ransacked the contents of the ring's underbelly. Cackling wildly, she began to pull out a long, shiny ladder. Hoisting it out, she swung it around a few times, attempting to hit the 'droid, but missed. So, she shoved it into him, knocking him flat on that goofy looking face of his. Just as she was about to crawl over him and claim victory, a body slammed into her from the back, knocking her up and over the android, the ladder, and into the cement, just a foot and a half off the soft, protective padding around the edge of the ring.

"BASTARD!!!" She cried like a little girl, sitting up and holding her bloody nose. When she turned her head, she found her stick like companion trying to pin Seventeen. Infuriated, the purple haired woman charged him, and with a grace that only she could do, flung the albino wanna be away from her catch.

The ladder laid to the side, and Violet was quick to capitolize. Taking the steel contraption, she started smacking the android with it, and with each resounding clang of the steel on cyborg, there was a whimper, and a little girly voice crying out, "Owie, stoppit"

Her head lulled back, and she cackled with glee. Finally, she opened the device onto the mat, and began to climb. When she reached the top, she held out her arms like a bird, and jumped off the rung, landing square atop the android.

The countdown began.

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[Android 17]

??no =D !? Seventeen laughed, not even bothering to read the cyber vomit his partner had thrown towards his relative direction before he switched the window and started his own reply to whatever shenanigans she had left. As if history doesn?t repeat itself, Seventeen just ended up laughing a lot and doing some inane, goofy thing in order to pass the time.

Then he slapped that bitch. Right in her bitch face.

?How?s that for GFX? OLO!? Seventeen said, sauntering off as the woman stood there with a big red hand imprinted on the side of her face (bitch face, for the record).

[Violet]

"=(" she said.

Suddenly feeling a streak of PMS kick in, she once more charged the inept android, pummelling him with her fists, nails and teeth. Somewhere in the ring, she heard someone call for the Vet, but that voice then said "Nevermind...thought it was one of them pesky racoons."

"ATOMIC WEDGIE" She lol'ed, grabbing Seventeen by his tighty whities. In one smooth, fluid motion, the band around the top of said undies was up around the fucktard's neck, and she again loled. She could have sworn she seen cotton up behind that guy's nasty, butter yellow teeth.

"Remind me after the fight to get you some listerine and a toothbrush, you nasty mofo."

Then went in for a pin.

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[Android 17]

*Kick out* ?Remind me to get you some talent,? Seventeen boh?d, roundhouse kicking Violet in the side of her face. The woman was launched across the current region (wherever the hell these two bastards are supposed to be) and then she landed painfully on a dense surface.

With a guffaw, Seventeen threw a chicken leg at her face?why? No one knows.

Then he hit her with a two by four and left.

[Burter]

Android 17 ran into the parking lot and hurried into his car, setting his hardcore title on the passenger seat. As he whispered sweet nothings to it, Billy Bob suddenly appeared in the back seat and shattered a beer bottle over 17's head.

As the android fell to the ground outside the car, Billy Bob climbed on top and then landed a hard leg drop, and pinned him. "This is MY title"!

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[Android 17]

?Kick out, bitch!? Seventeen resounded, throwing the annoying little redneck off of his lithe form. With a gleeful titter, the android shook the cobwebs from his head and then proceeded to headbutt Billy Bob in the groin.

Once the redneck had been incapacitated, the cyborg slipped into his car and sped off?using his hand and a piece of cloth to clean the glass and blood from his head.

[Whompt]

SMASH!!!!

17 found himself airborne after the malprogrammed android slammed directly into the back of a parked car. Too bad he forgot his seatbelt. The resulting pummeling from hitting vehicles, streetsigns, and pedestrians is too gruesome to describe here. Suffice it to say that Spop came in for the pin after all was said and done.

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[Android 17]

?Son?s a bitches, kick out!? Seventeen gurgled, throwing the tubby bastard off of him. As Spop flailed through the air (momentum can be some intense shit, dudes and dudettes), the machine-hybrid cackled a few times.

Once the fatty fat fat fat was out of the picture, the android jumped on a nearby tricycle and sped off in a blaze of glory.

[Whompt]

SMASH!!!

Another accident, this time with Spop's foot. In 17's face. With a can of mace. As the pansey writhed in the agony of being such a loser, Spop went in for the pin/kill/something cool like that.

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[Android 17]

?Kick out!? Seventeen said, pushing away the Neanderthal doofus. ?You?re damn rp wasn?t even 50 words for crying out loud! =( It?s not that hard to vomit up 50 words, you fat bastard! I?m probably at least at the forty mark by this point in my writing!?

With that, Seventeen roundhouse kicked his adversary and executed a flawless ninja vanish into the darkness of the night/region/wherever the hell dis shit is going down.

[Reijin]

Leaping high in the air Reijin landed with a resounding thud upon the group, holding up his fingers in the air, screaming triumphantly. "YATTA!" he yelled, before falling over on the ground, too exhausted to continue the struggle for surpreme male dominancy.

You see what I did there.

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[Whompt]

3?

Reijin pinned himself? Or maybe 17. Who knows? That had to be the most confusing turn of events in the history of turning. And events.

In either case, Spop was eager to monopolize on the situation. How so? By pinning both Rei and 17, just to be sure he got the right one. And this time he was going to make sure he got fifty words by simply posting this bullshit sentence. He probably didn't though.

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