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Posted by ALIAS - 05-13-2021, 05:49 AM
1... 2... 3!

That was a random cameraman.

1... 2... 3!

Leave Pip Collins alone!

1... 2... 3!

Drew Archyle is always LOL.

1... 2... 3!

Even Steve Sayors takes a fall. Fucking Demoses.

1... 2... Kickout!

Holy shit! Good work Vinnie Lane! Do that in the Unlucky 16 next time.

1... 2... 3!

Some kid in a Green Lantern costume. Could be worse, could be James Raven.

1... 2.. 3!

Oh... awkward...

1... 2... 3!

Pretty sure that was Steve Jason.

1... Kickout!

Oh...

1... Kickout!

That's the real Demos.

1... Kickout!

And the real champ.

On... Kickout!

O... Kickout!

Kickout!

KICKOUT!


The champ leaves. His undies itch.
Posted by Charlie Nickles - 05-13-2021, 03:20 AM
Demos turns to a crew of overweight men dressed in black ski masks. Demos slides a black ski mask over top of his leather mask. He turns to the dozen or so men assembled before him.

"Go! Pin everyone you can find in these locker rooms! If one of us pins Alias, Dictator Lane won't be able to overrule it because he won't know who we are! Now ride into battle, my brothers!"

Demos pushes open the door into the locker room. His crew of overweight men in ski masks and a variety of clothing start pinning everyone they can find. Production crew members, midcarders, and even a few main eventers fall victim to this quick succession of schoolboys and rollups.

Demos sets his sights on the man with the X-treme championship and rolls him up from behind as he waits for a referee to make the count. As he waits, Demos tucks a handwritten note into Alias's undies.