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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Mar 30, 2008 22:04:28 GMT -5
"Ow..." Amy retreats from being pinned, clutching her jaw. Gasping a bit, disappointed.
"Fuck."
She scoots back into the corner, sitting, rubbing her jaw. Watching on with a slight tear brewing in her eye over the loss. She was supremely disappointed... her second big chance at a championship, and she herself blew it. Again. Same thing as back in the Debutante tournament. Now she gets to watch Jacob celebrate with his newly won championship.
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Jacob Cruise
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Yes, I am Jacob Cruise. But you may just call me Gaaaawd!
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Post by Jacob Cruise on Mar 31, 2008 0:48:27 GMT -5
The guilt was unbearable. He warned her though, if she gave him an opening he would hit his finisher. Even if it did mean he would be hitting her with it. Thinking it over now though, it just didn't seem like the right thing to do.
"She would have done the same thing to me if she had the chance...wouldn't she?"
He whispers to himself as he continues to halfheartedly celebrate along with Cam. The ladder match replays in his head. Before they were even really close, when she had a chance to win bit instead exited the ring to make sure he was ok. That makes it all even harder.
"Cam...Cam...hey bro, look back and tell me if Amy looks ok. I....I don't think I can force myself to look back there and see if I hurt her or not...please man..."
Well, he had completed his asshole moment of the day it had seemed. Why did this match have to be against her? Winning never felt so bad....And trust me, Cruise has done some bad things before just to earn a victory. |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Mar 31, 2008 1:06:24 GMT -5
Cameron and Jacob were standing there with what was supposed to be her belts... What destiny each and every time had taken from her. She was heartbroken... really looking forward to this match straight from the beginning, to hopefully rising to the top alongside Lor... speaking of her...
Amy just caught sight of her scanning the ringside area.
Lor didn't look happy...
"I'm sorry...." |
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Mar 31, 2008 1:49:39 GMT -5
The guilt was unbearable. He warned her though, if she gave him an opening he would hit his finisher. Even if it did mean he would be hitting her with it. Thinking it over now though, it just didn't seem like the right thing to do.
"She would have done the same thing to me if she had the chance...wouldn't she?"
He whispers to himself as he continues to halfheartedly celebrate along with Cam. The ladder match replays in his head. Before they were even really close, when she had a chance to win bit instead exited the ring to make sure he was ok. That makes it all even harder.
"Cam...Cam...hey bro, look back and tell me if Amy looks ok. I....I don't think I can force myself to look back there and see if I hurt her or not...please man..."
Well, he had completed his asshole moment of the day it had seemed. Why did this match have to be against her? Winning never felt so bad....And trust me, Cruise has done some bad things before just to earn a victory. Cam was at a loss of words. They had done it. They finally had done it. After all the fighting and bickering back and forth with one another. All the obstacles seemingly in their way, and the day after day of not knowing what would come of all of this. It finally...Happened...
"..."
No not the tag titles silly! Lor! And Cam! Another public display of affection, right in front of the thousands and thousands of fans in attendance. He didn't even know how it started. Or why for that matter. One minute they're fighting outside the ring, the next she's jumping him damn near like a inner city gang banger, and their lips were stuck together like a fat man's ass to a bicycle seat on a hot day! Was it a moment of weakness? Frustration? Who the fuck knew. Hell who the fuck cared! Cam was a happy camper again it seemed...But would it last?
He just stood there, smiling in Lor's direction. She didn't look too thrilled, but she did look satisfied he thought. His hand barely held onto the tag title belt handed to Jacob and he by the ref, lifting it slowly in the air as the fans continued to cheer for the great effort put on by both teams here tonight. It was all he could do to keep focus right now, not really hearing what Jacob was even saying as he turned back to his partner with a bright smile...
"Um...You say somethin' man?"
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