Voting IWT Uprising - Bishop vs. Danny Jacobs

Discussion in 'Internet Wrestling Titles' started by Roadster, Jul 22, 2016.


Who Won?

Poll closed Jul 26, 2016.
  1. Bishop

  2. Danny Jacobs

  1. The following contest is scheduled for one fall...

    (@DK James) Bishop vs. Danny Jacobs (@Indy)

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    -No interuptions, only competitors can post here
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    -Promos will last for up to 24 hours after the 1st promo is posted,
    and there is a 2 promo limit.
    -Voting will then last for 24 hours after the last promo is posted.

    Voting for yourself will result in instant disqualification and suspension,
    ask as many questions, as you want. idgaf.

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    it needs to be important and short.


  2. *The crowd pops for a seconds as the music of Bishop begins to play over the Uprising speakers. The pop fades and turns to mostly boos as the music continues to play. At 19 seconds of the song, Bishop sprints out onto the stage and runs to one side and pats on his chest and screams to the crowd, hyping up the PPV crowd. He sprints to the other side of the stage and does the same before going back to the center and running his hands through his hair. He slowly begins walking down the ramp still shouting things at the crowd but at 54 seconds of the song, all the lights go out and the crowd is left sitting in darkness for a bit. The lights flash back on at 1:12 of the song and Bishop is standing on one of the turnbuckles with his arm raised in the air and smirk on his face as the crowd pops in a mixed reaction again. His music fades and he hops down and raises the mic to his face.*

    "Well it's about damn TIME your boy found a spot on a PPV right?!"

    *He begins pacing all over the ring and he raises the mic again.*

    "This PPV happens to be called Uprising and ain't that just fitting...there seems to be a new breath of fresh air here in IWT recently with a lot of new dudes thinking they can be the next big thing, everyone wants to be a part of this so called Uprising, but nobody really got what it takes. You look at me and I stand here loud and proud night in and night out and I prove to y'all why I am a future IWT Champion. You look at the rest of the roster and you see a bunch of fools who just ain't prepared for the big leagues and probably never will be. They are the dudes that steal my slots on pay-per-view cards just to add an L to their Win/Loss record just so they can take home a lil mediocre paycheck. Look a lil farther up the card and you'll notice these new cats, the Bullad Club or as I like to call em, the Bitchin Club. Ever since I came to this company, in one way or another, those chumps have been a thorn in my fuckin side..."

    *He pauses and stops pacing.*

    "One of dem already got a shot at me and was lucky enough to beat me. Unfortunately for him though, he's gotta face his own dude in the main event tonight! Ain't that jus great?! Man those fools are probably gonna implode before they even get the chance to do anythin. Tonight though I personally asked fo a match against one of the clubs finest members...Danny Jacobs."

    *The crowd boos and Bishop chuckles.*

    "It's funny that y'all hate those dudes just as much as I do yet y'all continue to boo me just for speakin the truth. I thought real recognized real? Naw cause if that was true y'all would be booin the FUCK outta Jack Forté every night! See I don't understand any of y'all and it seems like no one here has ever understood me. I might be flashy, I might be bold, and I might be a little bit reckless, but at the end of the day I'm the dude that's tryna take this company to new heights! I'M the dude that wants this new era to truly begin and that ain't gonna happen until old heads like Jack Forté are takin care of and thrown in the damn trash! And you know at first I thought the Bullad Club were on the same page as me...especially when they showed up at Retribution. I was standin there mindin my own. Actually that's a damn lie, I was ready to kick Forté's skull in."

    "Regardless, I was there at the commentary desk because once again I wasn't booked on the card and also because I wanted to show Forté that I was still gunnin for him. As I was bout to make my move, there out of the corner of my eye I see those niggas James Dragon and Danny Jacobs. I thought "Hmm...maybe they're tryna help me eliminate Forté....this could be dope..." But naw, before I could even finish that thought, I got hit with a cheap shot and the rest was history. Y'all would probably thought that since those dudes tried to take out Forté and I that the two of us would put our differences aside and fight that group together...HELL. NO! I'd rather be shot dead in the streets than have to go hand in hand with that nigga. I'll get my damn revenge on the Bitchin Club by myself and it starts tonight with yo ass Danny Jacobs!"

    *He looks to the stage, almost anticipating Danny to interrupt him right then, but he continues when no one comes out.*

    "I got one question for you, Danny boy.....why? I asked the same damn question to your boy James Dragon and he gave me some lame ass answer of "We're sick of not being at the top! We're sick of being ignored! Wah wah WAH!" but why the fuck did you join such a pathetic group? Look at chu! You're a big enough dude that you'd be able to beat the fuck out of anyone on this roster on your own yet you took the pussy option and felt like you needed some backup, right? Or is it something else...all I wanna know is why the fuck do you feel like you need those 3 jokes by your side? Dudes like you and I don't NEED backup, we get our shit done on our own terms whenever the fuck we feel like it, but unlike you, I don't have a plan B when shit don't go my way. I can already bet you 4 got some plan tonight to wreck havoc again whether that be gangin up on my ass or tearing apart the arena again but you are so much better than that shit. James Dragon wouldn't be shit in this company without your little club but YOU could be. The only thing you're doin by bein affiliated by those goons is makin everyone lose respect for you and where I come from respect is all that fuckin matters."

    *He looks at the stage again and shakes his head angrily.*

    "Just get the fuck out here...I want you to stand in front of me like a man and tell me why you feel like you need a plan B. Whatever those dudes are promising you or whatever your ultimate goal is... its only gonna bring you down. you could be a future IWT champion on your own, I can see it in you, yet you hide behind 3 mother fuckers that have everything to gain and nothing to lose by being with you. Before you know it they gonna stab you in the back and you gonna remember my words and wish you stood up for tell me Danny Boy....why?"

    *He lowers the mic and begins stretching as he waits for Danny's music to hit.*
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  3. #3 Indy, Jul 24, 2016
    Last edited: Jul 24, 2016

    Danny Jacobs comes out to his usual, scary music. He looks up at the crowd, and he hears the crowd booing him. Despite being behind him last PPV, Jacobs decided to side with Dragon after obliterating Spawn, much to the dislike of the crowd. Danny Jacobs just looks at the booing fans with annoyance and anger, but walks on towards the ring. He walks towards the steps, and grabs a microphone that's laying on the steel steps. He climbs into the ring, and the boos begin to kind of die down as Danny's about to talk, not leaving his eyes off Bishop.

    ''Bishop, you wanna talk about opportunities? Because I've heard you talk for long enough and your delusion is just killing me...

    Yeah, the name Uprising is fitting. The name stands for upstarts making a name for themselves, showing to the world why they are here to be in the main event, showing to the world why they are here to be the champion. But funnily enough, that name isn't just fitting for myself, James Dragon, Scott Fargo and Rio Nakayama, no... It fits you as well. Because if you can't remember from all the beatings we gave you, two months ago, Bishop vignettes were playing everywhere. You were advertised like no other wrestler ever has been, you were supposed to be the biggest star IWT has ever seen and so you came out at IWT Survival in the main event to attack Jack Forté and leave him laying.''

    Danny Jacobs looks down and it seems like he's getting angrier by the second, he looks up at Bishop again, and now an enraged Danny Jacobs goes on. His talking starts to look more like aggressive screaming, at this point.

    ''You didn't just leave him laying, you left me laying moments after the biggest match in my career. I fought till I couldn't fight no more, and Jack Forté knows that even though the result may say different, I should've won that match. I was the better man, Jack Forté just survived to live another day. He knows it, I know it, and you know it. That was my moment and you stole it. You wanna talk about us ''stealing'' your spots on PPV's? Maybe it's YOU who wanted to steal from us, and we just retaliated. After all, we weren't the ones that got a rocket strapped up our ass, we weren't the ones that got those vignettes, we weren't the ones that got a free shot at the top guy first night in? We had to actually work for our chances, we weren't given them based on a ''hood'' past and nothing else. So when you took my spotlight, I thought it was only fitting at IWT Retribution, to seek retribution and steal yours.''

    ''Michael must've believed in everything that you said and he must've believed that you were a star. You must've thought yourself that you were a star, you must've thought that you were the top guy around here despite not doing shit to earn it, with your ''try'na take this company to new heights'', and with you laying out Jack Forté, it was only a matter of time until you guys would face eachother for his championship, right?''

    Danny Jacobs walks back and forth for a little while out of anger, he seems extremely annoyed with everything he's talking about. Suddenly, he stops right in front of Bishop and continues his passionate speech.

    ''No! Because whilst you were handed those opportunities, I didn't get shit from Michael. James Dragon didn't get shit from Michael. Scott Fargo certainly didn't get shit from Michael. We, as a team, decided that instead of waiting for our big break... We were just gonna take it.''

    ''And so at IWT Retribution, we were out there beating you guys up as a statement. You took out Jack Forté? Ha, cute. Unlike yourself, we knew we could do better than that. We didn't come out to simply hurt you, that'd be too easy. We came out to start a massacre, we came out to signal the start of a war, we came out to take your spot and that's exactly what we did.''

    Danny Jacobs starts laughing in a manner where it's almost like he's angry, laughing it off. Danny Jacobs seems to show a lot of emotion, like he's almost determined and almost obsessed with showing the world that Bishop isn't who he says he is. He seems to have a lot of passion and desire to be the best.

    ''And that's exactly why I LOVE the sheer delusion in everything that you're saying, that's exactly why I see through your ''Warrior''-persona because all I've heard the last two months was how you were gonna take this company to new heights, how you were gonna be the next IWT Champion, the next Intercontinental Champion, the next Universal Champion when in reality, you aren't fighting for the Universal Championship because you couldn't make it to the finals. You promised everyone that you'd deliver, and you failed. We aren't prepared for the big leagues? I hope you realise how STUPID it is to say that, all whilst Scott Fargo and James Dragon fight for the title that you wanted, but couldn't have because you're not the man around here. All whilst I'm a former 2-time X-Division Champion, all whilst I have ended Spawn's career by squashing him like he was an ant, YOU haven't done shit around here. You're out here happy to be booked for your first PPV like you've been held down. Like all your victories against the likes of ''The Blackfire'' actually mean shit, but nah, you came out here with all that hype, claiming you were gonna be the man that was gonna run this place but all you proved to be was a flop.''

    ''You wanna call us ''The Bitchin' Club''? Weak, considering all you've done is bitching for the last two months. Last I remembered, it was you who bitched about us taking your spot. ''You would've been champion if it wasn't for them'', is what you hide behind now but the fact is that we are here, so you better think of a plan B yourself, because this don't seem to work for ya, brother. Real hood niggas are hypocrites, init? Because whilst calling us bitches, you seem to be the biggest bitch of all. Talking about winning championships, talking about taking IWT on your shoulders and bringing this company back to ''The golden age'', but words don't pay the bills. Actions do. So you wanna talk about how Jack Forté's fake when in reality, you're just as bad as he is because just like Jack Forté, you hide behind words and you hide behind empty promises to create this fake perception of that you're a star, to create this fake perception that you're anything honorable. Real recognizes real, and there ain't NO chance I'd ever recognize you.''

    The crowd boos for Danny Jacobs' catchphrase, but Danny Jacobs doesn't seem to care. Enraged, he goes on with his rant towards Bishop.

    ''So fuck you, your words don't mean shit if you can't back them up. You wanna ask me why we formed The Bullad Club? It's simple: To be the best. We knew that as individuals, we were pretty damn great but as a team, we were unstoppable and we weren't wrong because look where we are now: The top of IWT's Mount Everest, brother. The spot that was ''reserved'' for you, until you became the failure that you are now. Until we exposed you. How am I supposed to believe your vignettes that you're the greatest wrestler that ever lived and a gift from God, if I get proven otherwise everytime I see you compete? You didn't do shit to get that praise. You talk about being from the hood, but you seem to get your opportunities on a golden plate and that's why you didn't do shit to get my respect nor did you do anything to prove that you're anything more than the words you've been jabberin', because they seem to all be empty promises and those are worth a dime a dozen to me, brother. Congratulations, you can talk a mean game but words don't mean shit if it's just words you can throw at me. I'm running for a marathon, brother, and since you can't walk the walk with The Bullad Club, there ain't no chance of you keeping up. You've been left behind, another one bites the dust. You ain't got the drive that we have, we got a Ferrari engine and the size of a fucking truck, and we ain't scared to run you over. Besides, we've done it before and history repeats itself, brother. You ain't got a chance. The Big Guy~! is coming to town, and he's coming to take what's his.''

    Danny Jacobs drops the microphone, showing that he's said what he wanted to say, giving the spotlight to Bishop to respond.
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  4. *Bishop chuckles and runs his hands through his hair and looks straight at Danny.*

    "Real fuckin cute. That little mic drop at the end there, cute. I was wonderin when you were gonna shut the fuck up but I guess now's better than never. Unlike James Dragon's answer, I'm impressed by yours, really. You got a few things wrong here and there but for the most part your ass made sense, I like that. And just like I was sayin before...I see the fire in you. I see potential in you, I can tell you want to be the very best and badly. I can't say the same fo your teammates though which is why I still don't understand why you're with them but ay to each his own, right? Maybe you dudes will be a powerhouse as a team but you already a powerhouse by yourself so goin down this road with them is the move of a straight coward in my eyes."

    *He paces slowly in front of Jacobs and looks all throughout the crowd.*

    "I been outnumbered many times before, my dude. You four ain't nothin new. Where I come from, you either strong enough to stand alone or you ain't shit. Sure, it's always nice to have family witchu, always nice to have a lil plan B in case things don't go your way, but I walked those streets alone on a nightly basis. I walk through this company alone on a nightly basis, in my eyes, everyone is a threat... and the moment I first arrived in this company I knew you would be a roadblock at some point. In fact, you were a roadblock the night I made my debut, dawg! Honestly dude I didn't want nothin to do with you, I was out there to eliminate Jack Forté and let him know I'm gunnin for him. But you know after I beat up on him a bit...I saw you there and I could FEEL that you still had some fight in you. I wasn't bout to let my debut be ruined by you! How stupid you think I am? You jus said that was the biggest match of yo career. THAT was YOUR moment, right?! You don't think I knew that shit?! I know for a damn fact that if I didn't take you out within seconds of taking Jack Forté out, you were gonna try to be "big man Danny Jacobs" and try take my ass out. Deep down you wanted to ruin MY moment cause I can hear it in your were straight up jealous of me, fool."

    " right, my face was advertised everywhere. My debut was highly anticipated, I had a lot of hype surroundin my name and it ate chu up inside. You couldn't stand seein some new blood come in and take away everythin you've been workin for. Cry me a damn river, nigga. With all that jealousy burning up inside you I used my instincts and I laid you out next to Forté jus to make sure MY moment wasn't ruined. Cause like you said, that moment was bein hyped up for weeks. How you gonna stand there and call your loss against Forté the biggest moment of your career? How you gonna stand there and claim you were the better man that night? You LOST nigga... no one gave a damn about you after that bell rang because you LOST. If a loss is the biggest moment of your career what the fuck you doin standin there tellin me imma failure?!"

    *He shakes his head angrily and looks straight at Jacobs and points at him.*

    "YOU the fuckin failure! Unlike you, i'm gonna beat the fuck outta Jack Forté and make sure we neva gotta hear that name again. THAT is gonna be the biggest moment of my career, I'm not gonna be standin here a couple months later makin excuses because i'm gonna get the job done! You say i'm nothin but a flop because I ain't in the finals of the tournament..."

    *He chuckles for a couple moments and shakes his head again.*

    "What makes you think I want to be? You got it all wrong there, fool. I don't give a DAMN about the Universal Title and I never have. I was placed in that tournament for no god damn reason and I wasn't just gonna back out like a lil bitch, I stayed, I fought, and I came up a lil short but it didn't make me lose sleep or nothin. You right, I said I was going to be a future IWT Champion and I still am, but I ain't a failure cause I ain't one yet! I've only been here for 3 and a half months, pretty sure it would be a fuckin world record if I won the title this fast. I got plenty of time...all I really promised these people since I got here is that I'd beat the fuck out of Jack Forté, which I've done....twice now, and that I'd win the Intercontinental title. Imma beat his ass for the third time at Summerslam and take that title and first thing I'll do is give you a shoutout tellin you I backed up what I said I was gonna do."

    "I don't know where the fuck you and James have gotten the idea that Michael brought me in here? I came to this company on my own terms, I had my boys make those vignettes and send them to IWT headquarters on my own terms, I attacked you and Forté...on my OWN terms. The only damn thing Michael has done for me so far is put a million dollar contract in front of my face and said "Sign here." I haven't talked to that fool since except when I demanded I get this match against your ass. Check yo facts next time. I ain't Michael's lil golden boy, i had hype around my name because I MADE the fuckin hype. I created an opportunity and I seized it and I'm sorry if you too ignorant to realize that but you a damn fool if you think I haven't worked to get to where I am. I neva claimed to be the top guy, I claimed I WILL be the top guy. And I stand by that shit, I don't need no Universal title, you boys can have that shit and do whatever you want wit it, I don't give a fuck. The only reason I asked for this match against you tonight is so I can do a repeat of IWT Survival...Imma beat your ass and steal your so called moment and then in one month time imma beat Jack Forté's ass again. But this time...imma walk out as a champion."

    *He pauses and looks at Jacobs and then back at the crowd again. They're chanting a bunch of different things at them and he smirks. He backs up a couple steps and looks back at Jacobs.*

    "That's dope that people are already labelin you as a "winner", but I don't see shit but a man stricken with jealousy. Fuck it, maybe y'all aren't the Bitchin Club, y'all are just provin every week that your goals are fueled by jealousy. Shoulda jus called yoselves the Gossip Girls. Y'all claim that as a group you want to prove that you guys belong on IWT Mount Rushmore and that y'all are going to prove that you all belong at the top, but over the last few weeks all y'all have showed me is that you hate anyone that's more successful than you. Whether they deserve to be or not, you just hate being less successful than everyone else. Must suck, but I can't relate, so I don't know where you're coming from and probably never will. I deserve to be more successful than all four of you though, and I know that might be hard to stomach, seein a black man succeeding more than any of you, but tough shit. You're just another whiny white boy thinkin he can stand there and call me a nigga and get away with it..."

    *He chuckles.*

    "You wanna see what a real nigga looks like?! I got no problem showin you. Here's yo cute lil mic drop by the way..."

    *He drops the mic just like Jacobs did and smirks at him and waits to see what else he has to say.*
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  5. #5 Indy, Jul 25, 2016
    Last edited: Jul 25, 2016
    Danny Jacobs laughs back at the accusations of Bishop, and the way he got mad at him for seemingly ''telling the truth''. Nothing Bishop says seems to hurt him much, it's almost like he's living in his own world, in his own head. However, when he saw Bishop dropping the microphone, he immediately grabs his own back that's still laying on the ground right in front of him. He immediately begins to speak back at Bishop...

    ''You think I honestly give a shit? You think I give a shit about you being black? I couldn't care if you was white, if you was yellow, if you was green, because at the end of the day, when you look at me, when you look at my accessories, when you think about how big I truly am, when you think about how big of a star I am...

    Danny lifts his arm up to show his Rolex watch to Bishop. He puts up a laugh, and winks at Bishop to piss him off more.

    You see solid gold, brother.''

    Danny Jacobs seems arrogantly confident in his chances. He laughs and goes on as the crowd continues to boo every chance they get.

    ''And that's the difference between us. You wanna claim that you're more successful? Isn't this your first PPV in, what, 3 months? All you've done is sit on commentary and see me fight, you've seen Jack Forté fight, you've seen Scott Fargo fight and you've had some big words in response to all of us, but that's all you had, words. Because when push comes to shove, you're the one falling on your ass. You're the one who got knocked out by James Dragon, and even though you aren't able to admit it because of your pride, it hurts you seeing my friends fight for the championship that you wanted. You can claim that it means nothing for ya, but that's a World Championship that slipped out of your hands. You wanna make an impact? Then show me that you do care, show me that you're more than your idiotic words, but you can't because you don't. Keep telling yourself that you don't care, but all you're doing is showing me that I've been right all along about you. You think that you interfering in my match is a sign of ME being jealous? That's delusion striking in, brother. I was the one having the title shot, if you don't remember. I was the one who almost won that title, who almost broke Jack Forté's undefeated streak and beat him for a second time, because if you forgot, I beat him to win my first title in IWT. At SummerSlam, I don't see you doing the same. You can talk proudly about beating me up once and stealing my spotlight, like it's a victory. Like I didn't return the favour at IWT Retribution, like you did anything to deserve a spotlight in the first place. What have you done? Lost to James Dragon in convincing fashion? And you wanna call me a failure for losing a title match, when you didn't even have a title yet, when you didn't even have a title match yet? You wanna call me a loser when you've lost just as much in the last month as I have in the last year?''

    ''That's why people consider me a winner. It's because I back up what I say. It's because I kill for what I believe in, it's because I have more passion than anyone else here. There ain't a goddamn man in this company that can lace my boots, because there ain't a goddamn man that can step in my shoes and live my life, because there won't EVER be anyone like me again. I'm one in a million, brother~! I have more power than Zeus and have bigger arms than Hercules. I've seen dozens of guys like you, you ain't special. You come in here and demand opportunities. Yeah, I've seen what you can do, I know you're one of the best and I wish I could say I respected that but I can't and I never will. As a matter of fact, I hate you. I hate the way you've been marketed. I hate every fucking lie that's been spewed out of your ugly fucking mouth. I hate your face. I hate the fact that you come out here trying to act like you've been places, like you've seen shit, but you don't know the life I've lived, you don't know the pain that I've been through. Street life don't mean shit: ''Started from the bottom, now we here?'' Nah, because if you were coming from the bottom, you truly knew what shit was, but you have no idea because you haven't lived my life, you haven't lived through it like I have and that's exactly why I HATE you!''

    Danny Jacobs seems to get more hyped up and more angry at every word that he's saying. His face is all red, and he needs to stop for a couple of seconds to breathe. After he's done so, he immediately continues his rant, trying to prove a point to Bishop and to the world.

    ''You talk about your fake struggles, but you don't know what it's like to have nothing and work towards something. You don't know what it's like to be told to fuck off everywhere you're going. A victim of social acceptance? Maybe, I ain't the hippest dude around, I certainly ain't cool. I'm messed up, and they didn't want a fucked up misfit to succeed. I had to fight and claw for every fucking thing that I have now. I had to fight for the X-Division Championship, I had to fight to even get a shot at the Intercontinental Championship. I wasn't in the Universal Championship tournament, I certainly wasn't in the IWT Championship tournament. You think that's a coincidence? I don't. You don't understand the work I've put in to even be standing here, to even be recognized as a main event man. When you look into my eyes, you SEE the hunger that I have. You SEE the hunger that James Dragon has. You SEE the hunger that Scott Fargo has. I don't see nothing in yours, you can't relate with our need to become the best. Sure, you can sit there, lay back with your million dollar contract and claim that you made it, like money is the gate to happiness because you're like that. I'm not content with just that. We had to form The Bullad Club to make an impact and now we, as a trio, are not just going to be one of the best, we're going to be the best. That's our goal, so that I can show everyone that doubted me that they were wrong, that they didn't know what I had left in the tank. YOU can't relate with that because you've never had that hunger, you've never had that pain. You've been given a million dollar contract without doing shit, talkin' about a tough past when you get opportunities handed to you on a golden plate, because you don't know what you're talking about. You're not man enough to kill for what you believe in, you're not man enough to put everything on the line for this. We've worked our entire life for this. We ain't scared to put you 10 ft under. We ain't letting a cop-out steal our thunder. Not anymore.''

    Danny Jacobs walks closer to Bishop until he's literally standing eye-to-eye with him, with no breathing space for either man. With his entire face being red, he angrily ends his rant with these last words, and as he's looking straight into Bishop's eyes, the tension begins to rise.

    ''If you're the Bishop, get ready to meet Satan himself. Get ready to enter hell. I ain't scared to burn you to the fucking ground. I hope, for your sake, that you aren't either.''

    Both Bishop and Danny Jacobs seem about ready to kill eachother. They're both going to their respective corners, waiting for the referee to ring the bell...
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  6. One of my all time favorite matches i've been a part of tbh. Hope everyone votes. Good shit, Indy
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  7. Much love to ya, man. Feel like this may be my favorite match, period. Good shit from you as well, brother.
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  8. Wish I could baby~
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  9. Good match, now if only there was some way to be able to pick the winner right now.....
  10. If there only was :hmm:
  11. @THG?: Alias Antonio
    @Shadow: Jack Forté
    @Gav in da BPL!: Gav the Chav
    @Roadster: Michael
    @Nickelodeon: Nick
    @TheArabHammer: Gato Volar
    @The ReagMaster: Reagan Cole
    @Jacob Fox: Schizo
    @King B: Dylan Grey
    @impactking: Chris Young/Lilith Young
    @CBK_15: Jack Lux
    @Ring Rust: Perceval "Rusty" Donohue
    @Drag: James Dragon
    @Ryan Davis: Ryan Davis
    @rydogg: Braeden Cross
    @Dojo: Scott Fargo
    @Ovaldinho: Luis Ovaldhino/Lord Lee
    @AfricanScatMahn: The Scat
    @B1skit: Cousin Eddy
    @Ricky Daniels: Ricky Daniels
    @Forrest OAKADA: Leo Taylor
    @C.M. Shaddix: Corey Marcus "C.M." Shaddix
    @Thierry: Taigāman
    @Chrxsiie: Raine
    @Blind: Mark Knight
    @Ellis Sullivan: Johnny Thunder
    @Botchie Botcherson: Arno Frye
    @KevinJamesFan: Ronnie S. Huxley
    @Dylan™ : Guernica
    @Dat Kid: Evander Amos
    @RedDwarfTechy: Brandon Pain
    @WUKOffical: The Blackfire
    @Gambino: Louie Aldo
    @Aurtle the Turtle: Rio Nakayama

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  12. My man DK's promos were great, but Danny Jacobs went off, specifically in his first promo. Great stuff guys, this was a tough decision
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  13. 6 votes? Lame as fuck. Get in here and vote, friends.
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  14. RAW tonight. My mistake.
  15. Still 6 votes

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  16. thought we both did well but I guess we're not draws like Aids :/
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  17. #18 DOJIRA, Jul 26, 2016
    Last edited: Jul 26, 2016
    same tbh. 7 votes for a high quality match is abysmal.
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  18. Wouldnt do this unless this match deserved it but...

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  19. Here's your winner...DANNY JACOBS!
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