Mufasa vs. Paroxysm

[AJ]

--SECOND MATCH—
I Quit Match
Mufasa vs. Paroxysm



Deadline = August 7th, 2014 @ 11pm EST

[Electra King - Mufasa]

The camera opens on Mufasa breaking boards with his massive chop. He looks up and grins.

Mufasa
"This is Paro X si ym."

He crushing his hand through the boards easily crushing them as if they were pixe sticks.

Mufasa
"I had enough of you, you bug to me. I crush you at Midsummer's Scream once and for all. I am Great Mufasa... RAWWWWWWWWR!"

He smashes his skull though a few boards and then laughs, he does not need his sister or that tiny Jack Sinister to defeat this enemy. It will be the last time he has to deal with this infidel Paroxysm.

[Electra King - Mufasa]

For good measure I want to make sure you say it.

"Mufasa know little Engliss words. I crush, I smash, not these I wuick...paro will finally be done. I finish him."

[Aidan Ca$h]

I dreamt about you nearly every night this week
How many secrets can you keep?
Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow and I play it on repeat
Until I fall asleep

*He's on a train now and He's riding through the Rockies. He's been here before but it's been awhile. He's never seen anything that makes Him feel this way - except for Madison. He reaches for His phone and texts her that. She asks what that feeling is before He loses service again. He's tired and has a sleep with dreams of Madison and of holding her and embracing and feeling her skin against his in nice warm bath. He's tired of the games tired of the waiting tired of not being with her. When He gets back, it's on - for real this time He thinks. He spews out how she makes Him feel in message to her. She doesn't respond and won't respond to that message ever - that's how He knows she got it & liked it. He stares at the beauty of the mountains and the majesty of the winding Colorado river and the remote houses and He wonders - what am I gonna write to finally beat Mufasa?*



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I'm in the ring with Sharpé. We haven't been in the ring together since Rebirth since I won this title. The announcer announces us and the match and I clutch onto the title worried that it'll be my last night with her and I think back to all the fun we've had together and how I won her in the most wonderful of ways and how I just waltzed out through the crowd and how He helped me and that made me sad because I knew that He wouldn't be able to help me like that this time and that this time I would have to do it on my own. The bell rings and we start for each other, and that's when I woke up.



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I watch Petey and cheer him on. Sure, I know who wins this match, but I still like to mark out sometime. We've finally buried our beef and things are better. Malloy's training is going really well down here and I'm starting to get more and more confident with my work. I know I'm not as crisp or as quick as Petey or as good on the mic but I want this just as bad and so I work and I focus and I avoid the drugs and the booze and that life. Things are so much simpler now.



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"Ahh yass ahh yass," I said stroking the hairs on my chinny chin chin and pacing back and forth in Paroxysm's apartment. It's just the two of us right now and we're trying to get ready for Midsummers Night Scream. I'm relieved & excited & glad that I not only did I not get destroyed by Blake, I managed to defeat him cleanly. I felt a little bad that because of all the focus on my match, Paro's training was a little neglected and he got steamrolled by an incredibly determined AJ Riot - a wrestler no one wants to face when he's in the zone. "My sweet Peazy, I'm sorry mah boy that things didn't go well for you at this past Injection uhhuh. But now you get a shot to finally get one over on Mufasa mono e mono at Midsummers Night Scream."



"Yeah, I 'spose so," He said as He took a sip of the Hakushu 12 year Japanese scotch He picked up at the liquor store that evening. I took a swig and almost fell backwards from the smoothness & complexity that my simple palate wasn't used to tasting.



"Woo boy, thass some good shit. You say this is from Japan? Huh, well I'll be damned."



"Yeah, tis indeed," He was shorter with me than normal. I wasn't sure what was bothering Him. Was it Malloy's plan for my match? Was it the way Megan looked at Him and He looked at her? No, no, that can't be it. It was Madison, it's always Madison. He stared off into the distance longingly looking for love or some other elusive emotion that He can't find.



"Hey... heyyyyyyy... hey Peazy, Peazyyyy?" I said seemingly too myself. I started to worry, was this thing that looked like Paro in His apartment an apparition, an hallucination, or even a hologram? First Tupac and now Paroxysm, the progression was a natural one I thought. He finally looked over at me.



"Yeah buddy, what's up?"



"Whatcha thinkin about?"



"Oh gawd Aidz, do we have to?"



"No no your right your right," I said to placate His platitude, or, to assuage His accismus actions if you prefer words that start with 'a' over 'p'. "Whatcha gonna do now that you've got Mufasa alone?" I said to shift the subject.



"Same thing I was gonna do last week, run circles around him, chop him down to size, and then hit the Marie Antoinette and finally put an end to this. I can't understand why he's so hell bent on destroying me; I already said that not being able to teach him how to Dougie was one of my life's biggest regrets. I didn't not teach him intentionally, he's just too big and awkward, ya know?" I did know and the room went quiet again and stayed that way until Malloy burst in through the door.



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