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Post by Admin on May 31, 2021 17:19:20 GMT -6
 MHW ThrowDown Television Championship
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire© vs "Mad Dog" Mark WrightRoleplay Limit: ONERoleplay Deadline: Saturday, June 12, 2021 @ 7PM Central |
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maddog
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Post by maddog on Jun 4, 2021 15:53:30 GMT -6
Mad Dog’s House
Big Ugly, WV
6/3/21 – Off Camera
I'm strong enough to hold you through the winter
Mean enough to stare your demons down
The hard times put the shine into the diamond
I won't let that keep us in the ground
"Baby, we'll figure something out, we always have. Ya know the Lord won't put more on us than we can handle with him by our side". The words escape Mad Dog's lips as he tries to console his wife, Heather. Mad Dog and his normally feisty redheaded wife sit at their kitchen table, and like many people around the world over the past year are wondering how they are going to pay their bills this month. With tears in her eyes she says, "this isn't like any other time Mark, the world isn't the same, I'm laid off, we have been locked in our house for the past year, and we have no idea when or if the world will ever be normal again".
On the table is a laptop opened to a banking website that reveals a balance with no commas in it. It's better than the balance that had a negative beside it before Mad Dog got his Rise pay with the win bonus attached. Beside the computer are various bills, several say “second notice” on them and a couple even say “final notice”. Mad Dog is tired of living hand to mouth and tired of stressing over financials, but even worse is seeing his wife worry.
Mad Dog hates seeing his wife worry, especially over money. He was raised old school, where the man is the breadwinner and it is his responsibility to provide for the family. Mad Dog takes his wife’s hands into his, as their arms rest on the table, and he looks into her beautiful green eyes. “Baby, I’m gonna win that Throw Down championship, hit the pay window, and bring home that championship bonus pay. After that, I’ll be moven up the card and gonna start getting paydays, and soon baby I’m going to be at the top, and I’m gonna win that whole damn thing, gonna be the champ, and we’ll be set”.
Heather smiles at her loving husband, but still holds back tears. Both she and Mad Dog had grown up poor, and she had sworn to herself that her kids would never have to go through the struggles she did growing up. She has faith in her husband, and he has never let her down. Mad Dog has always kept his word and done everything he can to provide for the family, but things are different this time. The world is different and it will never be the same.
Mad Dog can see the uncertainty in Heather's eyes. This uncertainty hurts him, it strikes him to his core and he feels it in his soul. He knows his wife means nothing bad by it, but it hurts his foolish pride. He grips her hands tighter, reaffirming his seriousness but also giving her a sense of security. “I can fire up the still and run a few gallons, you know old white lightning is recession-proof”, Mad Dog says.
“Mark, no”, Heather says as she pulls her hands away. “We have too much to risk for you to get caught shinning. Just… ju…”. Her words trail off as she falls silent and slumps back in her chair. Mad Dog leans forward, sitting even more at attention, concerned about his wife’s state. “Baby, what is it?” he asks. “Nothing, I shouldn’t have even thought it” she replies. This only makes his curiosity stronger, as he says “baby, just say it, I’m a big boy, I can take whatever it is”.
Heather's arms unfold from her body, her somber demeanor changes to one of fire, not of anger, but determination. She leans forward and with a very serious look in her eyes and tone in her voice says, “Just make damn sure you win, not just this match, but you go on and you win every match they put you in baby, and then you take that Mile High championship from whoever has the damn thing when you get there. We took a leap of faith when you quit the mines and went to wrestling full time, so you better make this work because this is your last shot at making your dream your career. Now, baby, I love you and I’ll always stand by you, but you gotta make this work.”.
Mad Dog leans forward and places his hand on Heather's, he looks her in the eye matching her intensity and passion as he says, “baby, you know I’m going to give every last drop of blood, sweat, and beers I got to make this thing work”. Heather smiles and says, “I think you mean blood, sweat, and tears baby”. Mad Dog smiles and says, “na baby, beers, I’m not crying like some little b*tch”. Heather cracks a smile and laughs a little bit, saying “you’re such an idiot”. Mad Dog smiles back at her and says, “yeah, but I’m your idiot”. The two of them smile at each other and then both lean across the table and embrace in a kiss.
I'm a riser
I'm a get up off the ground, don't run and hider
Pushing comes a-shovin'
Hey I'm a fighter
Mad Dog’s Backyard
Big Ugly, WV
6/7/21 – On Camera
“THWACK!”
The sound of an ax smashing through a piece of wood is heard as we fade in to see Mad Dog swinging an ax into a block of wood. His tank top is drenched with sweat as the humidity of the Appalachian Mountains drains the water from the body. Mad Dog sits a piece of wood on the big block made out of a stump, and then lifts the ax over his head and brings it down with a hard swing, slicing the piece of wood in half.
Mad Dog puts the ax to the ground and leans against it holding himself up with one hand, while he pulls a handkerchief from his back pocket with the other hand and begins wiping the sweat off of his face. The voice of Sunny Jim cuts in saying, “JESUS IT’S HUMID OUT HERE!”. Mad Dog looks over his shoulder and sees Sunny, who looks like he just got off the golf course walking into his backyard.
“You wanna take a few licks?” Mad Dog asks as he turns around to face Sunny. Sunny chuckles and says, “shoot no, that is too much work for me, I prefer to hire those jobs out”. Mad Dog scoffs and shakes his head. “Why are you out here breaking your back in this heat?” Sunny asks. Mad Dog shakes his head in disbelief, and a bit in shock at how different his life is from Sunny’s, and then says “Well, it’s a heck of a workout, and I need to stack wood for the winter, but I ain’t got the money to hire the job out. Besides, what would my Dad or Grand Pappy say if they saw me hiring a guy to do a job I could do myself?”. Sunny stops in the shade of a nearby Oak tree, and puts his hands on his hips.
They’d probably disown you.
Yeah, no sh*t, but only after they put a boot to my ass.
Well, you won’t have time for stuff like this soon enough, you’re big star bound.
Mad Dog sits another piece of wood on the block and splits it with a big swing of the sharp ax. Mad Dog continues working but begins speaking while doing so.
Ya know what old David Allen Coe said, if your big star bound, it’s a long hard ride. Well, I guess I am big star bound cause my whole career, shoot, my whole damn life has been a long hard ride. I’ve known nothing but hard work my entire life, and I have spent all of my formative years busting my ass because I have always been taught that hard work makes dreams come true. And baby, you best believe old Mad Dog has got big dreams, and I sure know how to work hard to make um come true.
Mad Dog sinks the ax blade into the wooden block, turns to the camera, and pulls his suspenders down off of his shoulders.
Psycho, shoot I done known a lot of psycho women in my life, most of um I call my ex, so how about we make this here a little bit more formal and I just call ya Saoirse? You made a name for yourself by dropping Gabriel Ohio like a sack of tater with a big roundhouse kick to the head like you were Patrick Swayze in Road House. Ohio… man I hate Ohio, not the wrestler himself, but just the state in general. Them Buckeye’s have always looked down on their neighbors to the south, and they are the worst drivers in the world. You ever see someone just cursing in the fast lane, pep that license plate and bet you see them saying, “birthplace of aviation”. Shoot, even the original Wrights left that damn place to learn to fly.
Always cursing in the passing lane, just like you’ve cursing liven off that moment since it happened. Lose a match, “well she knocked out Gabriel Ohio”, have any kind of little setback and we hear it again, “well she knocked out Gabriel Ohio”. I may not have been here when it happened, but damn girl you ain’t shut the hell up about it since.
Now look, I ain’t taken nothing away from ya as far as you winning that championship. Ya beat your wife, which is pretty frowned upon around these parts, even if ya is both the same sex, ya never beat on ya spouse. Nonetheless, ya kicked her butt and you kicked the butt of that sober Amy Winehouse-looking Talia Ares-an-hole. Hey, good on ya, enjoy ya title reign, cause you only got about six more days as champion. Old Mad Dog is going to beat ya and take that championship, even though normally I’d be against fighting a woman but you’ve knocked bigger men than me out before now haven’t ya?
The difference is, my head is a whole lot harder than old Gabriel Ohio’s head, a fact you’ll learn when I jump off the top rope and drop this old hard head on ya. Don’t worry though Saoirse, I won’t make you keep reliving it over and over again like you do with Ohio. See, unlike you I’m not one to hang my hat on just one shining moment, but maybe that is until you won that Throw Down championship knocking out Ohio was your only shining moment. I can see it already, years from now you’ll be talking about that time you won the Throw Down championship, but the question is, will you include the part of the story where you lost that same championship in your first defense?
Straight up Saoirse, I got no personal problems with ya, but sista I got bills to pay and I got mouths to feed. Being Throw Down champion is going to go a lot farther in catching up on them bills, building a nest egg, and getting my boy that PS5 on his birthday that he’s been asking.
You know, Saoirse knows something about being a good parent.
Huh?
Sunny smiles and steps out of the shade, pulling his sunglasses from his shirt pocket as he does. Sunny slides them over his normal wire frame glasses and gives a cocky smile.
Yeah, you see Mark, Saoirse, and the other Maidens have been playing house lately. As you know Mark, I’ve got a lot of friends on the force and rumor has it they are trying to remake the eighties classic Three Men and the Baby, only their version is twenty-seven women and the baby. Just another classic that the Maidens are bastardizing with their poor remake of, it wasn’t enough to rip off Sons of Anarchy, now they are messing with Ted Danson, Tom Selleck, and the incomparable Steve Guttenberg. Guess you have to take in the kids of others when you can’t make your own though.
I know it’s pretty brash of me to say that in the month of June, but the truth is the same every month, every day, and every hour. Just like the truth about being a psycho, and do you know what a psycho is? A psycho is a person suffering from a chronic mental disorder with abnormal or violent social behavior. Well, I guess it is true, you are a psycho, because you suffer from chronic mental illness, but I don’t know if being a blabbering idiot counts as being a psycho.
Well, I guess you do have abnormal social behavior though, don’t you? I mean, would a sane person try and kick their spouse's head off? NO! If that hadn’t happened inside the confines of a professional wrestling ring, you’d be in lockup right now. Now I know you Maidens all “respect” each other, and look forward to testing your metal against, and blah, blah, blah, I’m calling bullsh*t. I can guarantee you it was an uneasy night in the cardboard box you call home. Wouldn’t surprise me if Bruiser didn’t even come home that night, probably crawled up some prospect or whatever you call those poor little kids you’ve brainwashed into making you think you care about them.
You want to call the other Maidens your family, but then you go all Christ Benoit on your wife. Probably made the other girls lock the gym so you couldn’t get to the cable pulley. Not because they care about you, but because you are the only one with a championship and they need someone to make them look good. I’m sure they will unlock that door and even help you add some weight after Mad Dog takes that title from you and not only humiliates you but all the Daughters of Anarchy.
Dang Sunny, you are going hard on old Saoirse.
Not as hard as you are going to go on her at Throw Down.
Oh, you damn right about that one Sunny baby.
Mad Dog turns back to the ax and pulls it from the chopping block, and then places another piece of wood on the block.
Saoirse, imagine that hunk of wood there is your head, imagine it is your championship reign, they both are on the chopping block, and in this metaphor, just as in reality, Mad Dog is the Ax-Man. I’m going to bring a hard, sharp, and abrupt ending to you. You got that knock-out kick, but I got a head that is l/like a Timex, it takes a licken and it keeps on ticking. You put your little old leg up against the side of my head and you going to be limping for the rest of ya life while I stand there and smile.
Saoirse, you might have everyone else fooled into thinking you’re some kind of b.a.m.f, ya know a badass mother f**ker, but I ain’t ever been buffaloed by no one. Only man I ever feared was my pappy, but not since I was a teenager. Only woman I ever feared was my momma and my old lady, and they still the only ones that’ll ever slow old Mad Dog down. Different time, different place you might have been the one going to the top, but right here, right now it’s time for the Mad Dog to climb up the hill. And you, well you can only go one of two ways, you can go the Wright Way, or you can Go Mad.
THWACK!
Mad Dog slams the ax through the log, and as the camera focuses on the blade of the ax the scene fades out.
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MHW Superstar
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Post by Psycho on Jun 12, 2021 14:16:15 GMT -6
Off-Camera
Wednesday, June 9, 2021
Booker Office
The Barn
Belle Chasse, Louisiana
11:52 PM CDT
The Barn had seen another good night.
Once again, ten fights, no no-shows, and a lot of money made in the betting pools. “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire and her usual cadre of Shieldmaiden helpers, Kerry “King” Romnero, Kimi “Shadow” Kojima and Aoife “Banshee” Maguire-Knox, had watched as fighters from all over the area had made the old wooden structure sound and feel like a raucous rock concert from days gone by was going on.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Did Tibs check-in yet then?
King nods quickly.
Kerry "King" Romero: She came in early when she heard the two Russian affiliates were fighting tonight. She knew Tarasenko would be betting heavily on his boys and that others would try betting against because the odds would be heavily stacked. The fact that there was an upset in the first fight with that kid from Pearl River, what was his name?
Banshee pipes up.
Aoife "Banshee" Maguire-Knox: Dorsett Watson.
King nods knowingly, snapping her fingers at herself.
Kerry "King" Romero: That’s right, he was the guy wanted to nickname himself “Touchdown Tony” because he was a Cowboys fan.
Psycho shrugs.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: He kin bae callin’ himself whoteva he bae wanton’ tae call himself now. Made a name fer himself wit dat knockout on Draem Killer!
Shadow sits back in her chair.
Kimi "Shadow" Kojima: I never thought we’d see the day that Dream Killer would get taken like that.
King shrugs back the same way Psycho had before.
Kerry "King" Romero: He walked into one. It was that kid’s only chance and everybody seemed to know it but DK. It’s like what many would have said about Sorsh when she first went up against Ohio. No one looked at a guy of Ohio’s stature and with his reputation and thought a tiny Irish woman had a prayer.
Psycho nods in acknowledgement.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha probably bae th’ trute, Lass, but I caught him wit a kick an’ down he bae goin’. Dorsett bae doin’ th’ same tae DK tha way. I kinna bae tellin’ ye how many opponents I bae takin’ tha way.
Shadow grins.
Kimi "Shadow" Kojima: There have to be a few that never saw it coming, Sorsh. Five foot nothing, tattoos and a mohawk that can be taller than you at times…
Psycho chuckles.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha bae true as well.
King grins.
Kerry "King" Romero: That guy in the second fight, Joaquin Ovideo, kind of did us a favor with his upset too. People started to think it was upset night and started betting like crazy on all the underdogs…
Just then, the aforementioned Club Treasurer, Jocelyn “Tibs” Thibault, walks into the room.
Jocelyn "Tibs" Thibault: Almost as if on cue...
Psycho, King, Shadow and banshee all turn in their chairs to face Tibs.
Jocelyn "Tibs" Thibault: You’re right. You did three times what you normally do tonight and it almost perfectly coincided with those first two fights. Watson got them excited, Oviedo got them stupid. They started betting absolutely recklessly against Fetisov and Aguilar. Some of the prop bets even popped huge on those two. When Benny and Sergei won just like most of us expected, we made an ungodly amount of money because of how much people got swept up in underdog madness.
King chuckles, raising her beer in tribute.
Kerry "King" Romero: God bless the little guys!
The others all hold their drinks up as well.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye!
Tibs takes a seat by the doorway.
Jocelyn "Tibs" Thibault: So, have those cops that were investigating Tori come back since that first visit here?
Psycho shakes her head.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: If they have, I wasnay informed…
King shakes her head as well.
Kerry "King" Romero: I haven’t seen them since, haven’t been contacted by anyone else.
Banshee nods.
Aoife "Banshee" Maguire-Knox: Aye, tha bae me as well.
Shadow shakes her head in seeming confusion.
Kimi "Shadow" Kojima: I don’t understand. If you’re going hardcore after us to prove that Tori’s an unfit mother just for knowing us, wouldn’t you press just a little?
Tibs shrugs.
Jocelyn "Tibs" Thibault: You’d think so. Marchand used to…
Psycho nods her agreement with both sentiments.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha he did, Lass, th’ gammy feckin’ bastard!
Aoife "Banshee" Maguire-Knox: Makes thaese two fael like rank amateurs, it does….
Shadow nods her agreement as well.
Kimi "Shadow" Kojima: So what are they fucking around for? They barely get into us at all, they didn’t really even get into Bras d’Or when you’d think they’d be going all out to call it a whorehouse or something, maybe even call her the bottom bitch of the place and yet…
She shrugs, confusion clearly reigning in her eyes.
Kimi "Shadow" Kojima: They made a token effort as if just to say they’d talked to us and then…
Shrugging again, this time she adds both hands pointed palms up to add emphasis.
Kimi "Shadow" Kojima: Nothing?
King shrugs.
Kerry "King" Romero: Maybe we should be waiting for a next strike?
Tibs nods affirmatively.
Jocelyn "Tibs" Thibault: Knowing now that it’s their parents and how loaded and entitled they are? We should absolutely be waiting for something, even if it’s just poor Jackson going blind on paper because they flooded his office with a thousand motions that all have to be answered by Friday and it’s already Wednesday night!
Psycho cocks her head.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Surein’ they kinna bae doin’ tha, kin dey?
Tibs shrugs.
Jocelyn "Tibs" Thibault: Technically? No, but you know the courts and the good old boys especially if the one side is rich and greasing the wheels at every turn. And if they know about Bandit and her resources, they’ll play even dirtier than they would have because they know she can play back!
Kerry "King" Romero: Hit her before she can hit them?
Kimi "Shadow" Kojima: That makes sense…
Banshee turns away for a second but then looks back at her fellow Maidens.
Aoife "Banshee" Maguire-Knox: Aye, but whot if they jess bae overly arrogant an’ tink they dinna bae naedin’ tae do tha?
Tibs almost laughs.
Jocelyn "Tibs" Thibault: Then Bandit eats them for breakfast and picks her teeth with what’s left!
King nods her approval of this idea.
Kerry "King" Romero: KC and Tori would probably enjoy that, especially KC!
Psycho nods.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, KC would bae happy wit dat scenario. Tori would bae saddened tha her parents dinna bae saein’ her an’ Rose as wort th’ trouble o’ a few extra dollars.
She looks around and then stands up.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Let’s go, aye? We’ve got better tings tae do than sit around talkin’ ‘bout gammy feckin’ bastard parents!
The others all nod and stand, all of them filing out to climb on their bikes and drive back home to New Orleans.
On-Camera
Saturday, May 29, 2021
Warehouse Gym
Shieldmaidens Clubhouse
New Orleans, Louisiana
8:35 AM CDT
The camera opens on “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire standing by the door the gym in her usual ensemble of black tactical boots, black tactical pants, black Nuclear Assault “Handle With Care” t-shirt, black fingerless gloves, her Shieldmaidens kutte and her mohawk haircut seemingly going halfway down her back. Psycho walks up and lays her MHW THrowDown Championship belt on a table for everyone to see.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, so haer it bae, th’ TrowDown Championship…
She pats the championship and nods to it lovingly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I bae th’ tird Maiden tae hold it an’ ye bet yer arse it makes me proud tae say tha! Sam an’ Zombie did well wit it an’ I kin only hope tha I make them bote proud wit me performance as well!
She pats the belt one more time and then looks up into the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: An’ tha brings me tae th’ next TroDown an’ “Mad Dog” Mark Wright, aye?
She nods expectantly to the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye bae th’ first tae step up tae try an’ take me championship from me.
Pausing, Psycho nods again.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye look like this should bae a good fight, Lad. At six-foot two an’ two hundred an’ tirty-right pounds, ye bae able tae fit multiple mes in one o’ ye an’ yeah…
She nods acknowledgement.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I bae used tae odds like that, Mad Dog. I am almost always th’ smallest fighter in th’ ring at any given time. I know ye bae used tae paeple lookin’ down on ye fer where ye bae from. West Virginia catches y’all a lot of shite. Th’ jokes about rednecks an’ hillbillies tend tae come fast an’ furious fer ye, aye?
The Irish woman nods expectantly, as if an answer is actually going to come back the camera area and meet her ears.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Most paeple would haer o’ a mad dog an’ say it’s bae naedin’ tae bae takin’ out th’ back door an’ have a bullet put in it’s head bote tae put it out of it’s misery an’ tae save everyone else from whot bae wrong wit th’ poor dog…
She pauses and exhales heavily.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: But ye dinna bae tha kind o’ dog, are ye, Mark?
She shakes her head.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Yer dinna get tha name baecause ye contracted some disaese an’ lost yer feckin’ marbles! Ye got tha name baecause ye showed somebody sumtin’ tha said ye’d fight toot an’ nail like a mad feckin’ dog tae get whot ye wanted!
She nods pointedly to the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It doesnay matter whot anyone else says, ye made tha name work fer ye an’ now ye’ve climbed yer “hillbilly” arse all th’ way tae a championship opportunity. Anyone says ye kinna bae goin’ further isna payin’ attention, Lad!
Turning to the right, Psycho glances down at the championship and places her hand on the leather strap just to the side of the medallion.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Paeple say many tings about dogs…
She strokes the belt with her hand, her eyes fixated on it.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: They discount them because they drool or because they’re eyes are wonky or they have a lame leg.
Nodding to herself, she looks up from the belt ot he camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: An’ yet, they love dogs. They have them wit them all th’ time an’ when they most bae naedin’ help, who comes runnin’ fer them?
She nods emphatically.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tha’s right, it bae their dog. They’re swaet, loyal doggo tha was jess aetin’ sumtin’ he shouldna have baen aetin’. Tha dg looked up, he saw his person, his little friend from th’ next house…. An’ he came a runnin’ like lives bae dependin’ on him gettn in there! He’ll take on a bear ten times his size or a coyote or ennithin else baecause tha’s whot a doggo bae doin’!
She nods, pointing into the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tha bae ye when ye standin’ across from me, aye, Mad Doggie?
She nods again as her hand falls out of the shot.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye walk intae tha ring ready fer whatever may come baecause ye know, this bae a dogfight an’ yer jess th’ Dog fer tha job, yeah?
Psycho nods even more firmly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye bae knowin’ tha an’ so do I, Mad Dog!
Picking up the ThrowDown Championship belt, Psycho holds it up for the camera to see.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye walk intae tha ring, ye stand across from me, an’ we smash intae aech utter, bote lookin’ tae take th’ utter one down so we kin bae th’ one tha stands up at th’ end an’ gets tae hold this up fer th’ world tae baehold!
Lowering the belt, Psycho nods to the camera, the fire in her eyes burning brightly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: S’come on, Mad Dog! Come on an’ take yer shot!
Her fist rises up, almost pumping as she goes on.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Show me yer taeth an’ whot kind o’ bite ye bae havin’!
She points almost accusingly into the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I would have this fight bae th’ kind they talk about fer years after! Th’ kind o’ fight where after, no one kin bae sayin’ th’ winner got lucky!
She shakes her head, still pointing.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Oi, feck tha gammy shite! I want this fight ate be one where if ye bae th’ winner, it bae baecause ye had tae bite through me an’ show th’ whole world tha yer bite isnay ennithin tae bae fucked wit!
She nods holding up the championship again.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: S’come on, Mad Dog! Let’s make some magic an’ see which dog has it’s day!
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