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 Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2025 1:50 pm
Nuke felt himself rolled, but was too busy holding his abdomen and focusing on the pain to worry about what was coming next.
Then, his leg was hooked for a pinfall..
One!
T-!
Just about a one count as Nuke kicked out, shaking his head, almost as if in defiance.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2025 2:06 pm
Drako shows the first bit of frustration at the kickout as he swears under his breath. Forcing himself to stand, he attempts to pull Nuke up and irish whip him to the ropes, aiming for a back body drop on the rebound
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2025 7:04 am
Nuke was feeling the damage, but wasn't going to give up now - hell, he didn't want to retire or let these fans down.
Dragged up to his feet, he found himself sent at the far ropes.
On the way back a back body drop was awaiting him.. but Nuke attempted to reverse into a Canadian Destroyer!
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2025 7:08 am
Drako thought he had things well in hand again. That is until his world flips upside down as Nuke flips him right onto his head courtesy of a Canadian Destroyer. The fans pop as Drako's head hits and he bounces somewhat, ending up on his back instead, staring blankly up at the roof of the cell
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2025 2:34 pm
The crowd went nuts as the Canadian Destroyer was struck with precision and power, leaving Drako laid out on the mat.
Nuke laid on his back, looking up at the lights, and groaning lightly to himself. If he could point to the places his body hurt, he would need more fingers.
Looking slowly around he had noticed his opponent on the ground. Slowly rolling over onto this stomach, Fusion took some time in crawling over to Damone and draping a single arm over his chest.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2025 7:26 pm
Drako is laid out, taking slow breaths as he lays on the mat. He's only barely aware as Nuke throws an arm over him for a pine attempt.
one...two...th...
Drako forces his shoulder off the mat, narrowly avoiding a three count. He wasn't going to retired yet
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2025 2:13 am
After the pinfall, the crowd were stunned, they thought that surely that was it.
Nuke didn't move initially, taking in deep breaths and concentrating on the pain.
After a few moments he rolled over to a seated position, looking up at the ref and gently questioning if that was a two or a three count.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2025 8:44 am
Drako moves only enough to be clear that he's conscious, but he's going to wish he wasn't soon enough. He's going to have a b***h of a headache and didn't even get the fun of drinking so that it'd be from a hangover. Nope, instead Nuke dropped him on his head with reckless abandon. Moving isn't the most ideal thought for him at the moment
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2025 11:50 am
Time to keep up the pressure, and keep in control of this match.
Awkwardly, Nuke got to his feet and looked around. He then began to climb a turnbuckle, wincing a little at each step he had to climb.
As he got to the top, with no regard for his own safety, he looked to Moonsault off and onto Drako!
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2025 12:05 pm
Drako isn't really able to gather himself yet. Though he's awake, he hasn't been able to motivate himself to move. Unfortunately, he pays for this again as Nuke crashes down across him with a moonsault, the impact driving the air out of him and causing him to reflexively roll onto his side, gasping for air
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2025 2:18 am
Nuke clutched his abdomen as the moonsault connected, and ended up on his knees. Looking down at Drako, he just knew that a pinfall here wouldn't do.
He needed more. Much more.
Rolling to the side, and out of the ring, he began looking under the ring this time.
Taking a bit of time, eventually he pulled out a table to a massive cheer from the crowd. Nuke slid that under the bottom rope and reached under again, this time pulling out a trash can.
That went over the top rope, before he lastly pulled out a steel chair, sliding into the ring with it in hand.
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2025 3:00 am
Drako realizes no count followed that moonsault. Eventually he rolls to his side, then to all fours and begins to push himself back to his feet, starting to look around for his opponent.
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2025 3:12 am
Nuke seemed to take his attention off Drako for a moment whilst inside the ring. He set up the chair in the center of the ring, and then turned his attention to the table.
He lifted it up and carried it over to a turnbuckle, placing it up against it, clearly preparing for something.
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2025 3:14 am
Drako is back on his feet again, narrowly. His hair is starting to come out of the tie he'd put it up with earlier, but he doesn't have the energy to fix it. He's groggy and standing makes him realize just how much damage he'd actually taken, so much so that he stumbles and ends up leaning against the ropes
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2025 3:17 am
Nuke finishes his construction work and turns to find his opponent now on his feet.
He points a finger at him and starts walking towards him, arm reeled back and aiming to clock Damone on the forehead with a hard strike as he reaches him.
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