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Post by The Reaper on Jan 12, 2007 20:48:25 GMT -5
The arena darkens and The Reaper speaks. Reaper: Muhahahaha Ace: Oh my god, its that freak reaper, where is he? Ross: Why are you asking me, its pitch black in here.
Reaper: Muhahaha. This Sunday at Winter-Feast I look to feast on someone's soul, the question is who? There are so many souls in the back, but Sunday I'll drink the blood of the fallen, by winning a First Blood Match. So I ask if anyone in the back has a death wish, because I want your soul!!!!!!
Pyro ignites the arena, lighting it up, with The Reaper standing in the middle of the ring, scythe dripping with blood.
Reaper: Muhahaha
TBC By Whoever accepts the challenge.
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Post by legendkiller on Jan 13, 2007 19:51:51 GMT -5
i accept your match reaper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by The Reaper on Jan 13, 2007 19:54:07 GMT -5
Reaper: Pathtic mortal, at the end of Winter-Feast, my scythe will be dripping with your blood, and your soul we be on thin tethers to your body. Muhahahaha. *Lightning strikes near where Legendkiller is standing*
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Post by dawger45 on Jan 16, 2007 20:01:30 GMT -5
Reaper dont scare me
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Post by .jhardy on Jan 22, 2007 22:01:49 GMT -5
Another blackout appears and a crack to the head is heard and reaper is left a bloodied heap on the floor from top to bottom with ChainGang holding a blood covered steelchair
ChainGang: hey lets make it a triple threat first blood match
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Post by Mr. P on Jan 22, 2007 22:07:36 GMT -5
that match already happend and it's pretty unrealistic that you never get hurt and always ambush people that you have no reason to go near
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