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Post by Zane Norrison on Dec 27, 2018 18:47:09 GMT -8
Zane Norrison walks by counting the cash that he got from selling his exclusive... Robbie Bourbon pin. A whopping whole three bucks! He sees Bourbon standing there, reading The Walking Dead Vol. 29. Finding it ironic, what with him being a zombie and all, Zane taps Robbie on the shoulder, promptly punching him square in the jaw as soon as Robbie looks at him. Down goes Frazier! Eh... that is, down goes Bourbon! It should be noted that if Zane wasn't a zombie, that punch would have never done any damage, whatsoever. Look at Zane, he's a hundred pounds, soaking wet! He knows this himself. Sometimes when it's particularly windy out, he loses his footing. Anyway, thanks to his zombie strength, he managed to knock Robbie Bourbon down. From there, he hooks the leg and pins Bourbon.
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Post by Robbie Bourbon on Dec 28, 2018 0:19:20 GMT -8
KICK OUT!
You little sumbitch! Sucker punches?
Robbie swats at Zane with the rolled up copy of The Walking Dead Vol. 29, smacking him on the nose like a naughty dog. Zane recoils.
This shit is drivel! Everybody is all like "zombie apocalypse" this and "zombie outbreak" that, nobody fucking considers just how many nuclear fuck off bombs are on the planet and how those just launch whenever...
You know what, fuck it. I didn't need to read this shit, I saw both Dawn of the Deads and played Resident Evil 2 and Resident Evil 4. Zombie punches don't do fuck all, you piece of garbage.
So bite me.
Robbie lifts Zane with a double choke. Zane barely struggles.
Oh, yeah, undead. So, I guess if you're already dead, this isn't murder...
With a twist of the wrist, Robbie dislocates Zane's neck, so his head rotates 180 degrees, his face now looking down at his own scrawny, sad ass in jeans that are WAY too tight. Robbie then delivers the Earth's Mightiest Chokeslam, planting Zane squarely on his back and facedown at the same time, and presses down on his chest while ruffling the back of his hair. The referee runs up.
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The referee raises Robbie's hand in victory.
Only fucking reason that button wasn't worth anything is because anybody can pin you.
Robbie walks off, tossing the Xtreme Championship Belt over his shoulder and slapping it. Zane struggles with his new outlook on life, and while he hasn't been burned alive, he certainly got set on fire and roasted.
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