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| Topic Started: Sunday, 28. August 2016, 00:54 (125 Views) | |
| Duncan | Sunday, 28. August 2016, 00:54 Post #1 |
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[alias=Fight Club][avatar=http://supplementcentrecanada.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/Boxing-Ring-Spotlit-Dark_lxrn5d.jpg]"And that's another win for Bulldog!" The crowd roared in savage delight as Bulldog, a man with the physique of a bodybuilder and a face like a gorilla, picked his downed opponent off the floor and unceremoniously threw him out into the crowd. The crowd broke into jeering laughter at the loser's expense, then resumed their cheering as Bulldog raised his fist in a victory pump. Tonight the crowd at Grove Ward was more packed than usual, and those in the know knew that the reason for it was because of the mysterious video that'd been secretly circulating around underground society recently. Tonight many new faces had entered the ring too, some of which had enough strength and aggression to take down even some of Grove Ward's regulars, and fought tonight as if they had something to prove. There was a lot more showboating going on, as if the fighters seemed even more eager to impress the crowd than usual. Amidst the crowd of spectators a handful of men, dressed in cheap suits that made them look a little sleazy but did nothing to stop the intimidation factor of their thuggish appearance, slipped in and about the crowd, pulling members of the crowd aside and whispering to them in hushed tones. One of them, the one in the most expensive suit with a fedora drooped down to conceal his face, waited besides the ring and made a habit to talk to the fighters who'd made a good impression in the ring. "Look at Bulldog go ladies and gentlemen, he's still hungry for more!" The commentator declared as Bulldog gave a vicious roar. "Is there anyone among us tonight with the guts to step into the ring with this furious fighting machine?" |
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| Renard | Sunday, 28. August 2016, 02:02 Post #2 |
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