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EvilDark stretches Loserboy with a surfboard. As he humiliates his opponent, EvilDark continues to taunt him:
- "You said I can't beat you, huh? You said you want me to call you 'Master', huh? Now who's the MASTER? WHO?" Not ready to conceive and being all egocentric, Loserboy screams: - "I'm THE MASTER you [beep]" |
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Angered by Loserboy's arrogance, EvilDark decides to stretch his toy a little bit more. He cranks up his surfboard with a headscissors.
- "GRRRRRRRRRRR! You'll pay for what you've just said!" The arms held back, his shoulder on the verge of cracking, his neck squeezed, Loserboy can barely breathe. |
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Knowing that Loserboy is nothing but a little wimp, he decides to keep the big guns for later and to torture him with other submission holds.
EvilDark whispers: - "I'm gonna feed your body tonight with a nice menu made of camels. How does it taste to be in a camel clutch?" Loserboy is weakened as he feels his body bent in two. Despite the growing pain and his body already badly worked, he refuses to submit. - "Your camel is WEAK!" |
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- "Oh yea!? Well let's put it up to the next level. While I crush flat your back, why don't I break also that little neck of yours?"
EvilDark puts Loserboy in a camel clutch and full nelson combo. He lifts his arms up as he wiggles forward and back his butt on Loserboy's back to make the pain a little bit more.. excruciating. Loserboy has no way to get out, the hold is locked tight and he starts to feel his arms and back very numb. - "Urrgh.. Mpph.. .. Let me go..." - "Now what is that? Are you already giving up?" |
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EvilDark is not satisfied yet: - "No, I won't let you go. Instead, I'll just put you to sleep." EvilDark now has his victim in a camel clutch sleeper combo. He smiles as he sees Loserboy starting to fall consciousness. |
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