Ya know dude we got a name for people like that where I'm from... there called victims.
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That bucket was ten times crushed and deformed like The Tinmans last bowel movement. SICK I KNOW!!!
But what made this night more prevalent was the fact that The Shade was getting to his feet slowly and very gingerly. What was more poetic was the fact he not only had the deformed slop bucket still but he was readying himself to use it as a weapon.
However as he was on his feet he turned staggeringly answering the 8 count and jolted back, startled when Conner sprang to his feet and hammered Shade back into the fence again. He was alive and full of life pounding him back before he leveled him over the top plank where he soon followed. Shade was crawling to the discarded bucket.
The Warchief was on him picking him up tossing him over head and back into the pen answering the cries of the many crazed fans watching him pick apart the Aggression Champion.
In the pen however he grinned picking up the Shade and signalled for the Wyld-Card only when he grasped Shades skull he was also leveled by the beyond fucked up bucket from a wild swing, both dropping hard, Shade taking the full brunt of the Wyld-Card, landed on top of Conner unconcious. Conner was dazed and out of it for several brief seconds but it was more than enough when he thrust out his arm and found the 3 count against him.
Shade was still reeling trying to come to long enough to celebrate as Conner shook off the cobwebs and glared hard at Shade. Grabbing the title belt, Conner staggered towards the still dazed Shade and handed it to him and took his hand in his shaking it with pats on his shoulder, camera's picking up Conner's voice saying, " Good one man... You got one on me..." patting his back again.
Fans cheered such sportsmanship and then went silent as The Warchief scopped him up onto his shoulder's and nailed The Wyld-Syde dropping him down on his head and upon impact synched in the Crippler Crossface forcing The Shade to tap furiously, hoping it would break the hold. The ref jumped on Conner threatening fines and the like and watched as he broke the hold finaly.
Standing over The Shade fans erupted into a screaming frenzy knowing The Wyld-One, alneit a different name now was back. Picking up the Aggression title he once repped he smiled at his screaming fans and held it above his head. Walking to the fence he climbed atop again and this time as he leapt off he slipped the title belt under his elbow and drove it square into the face of the Shade busting him wide open after he delivered When Chaos Falls. Grinding the belt plate across his face repeatedly he smeared the blood all over the plate and slung it over his shoulder when he walked off thus ending the match with the Shade as the winner.
