Bad Boy vs [Omen]

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With a full head of steam, Bad Boy forced himself back to his feet, up to the apron, and off the ropes. Planting a beautiful missile dropkick center mass of Omen. Dropping the big man down once again to the mat!  

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Brad looked to take quick advantage of the situation, scampering over to lay across the chest of Omen, looking for the pin!

 

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Bad Boy would crawl over to the downed Omen. Not even going to hook the leg, as it probably would have taken extra time and effort. Just sprawling out on the chest of the downed Omen.

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Just as the hand was about to go down for the two. Omen would shoulder up. Surprising not just Bad Boy, more than likely, but the whole crowd. Usually that combination of maneuvers would score at least a two on most competitors. And everyone saw the nasty bump the Freak took. But still, the unnatural being would shoulder his way up after the one!  

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Brad was pushed to his knees upon the kick out, looking at the ref for a moment before standing himself back up. He had made the giant redwood timber over with the drop kick, but the punishment he gave him so far was only good for a one! Thinking quickly Bad would wait for Omen to roll to his stomach and begin to push himself, before running off the ropes and attempting a Baseball Slide style Dropkick to the head of Omen!

 

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Quick on his feet and not letting anything take him out of the fight. Bad Boy, instead of going through the shock some would, would instead look to apply further damage and pressure. Hitting the ropes and dropping both boots into the face of the downed Omen.

The Freak would hold his face as he began to roll closer to the ropes. Feeling the pressure.  

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Bad Boy looked to see the damage he caused, seeing Omen end up near the ropes! Taking a moment on his knees to take as much of a deep breath as possible, he knew he needed one more to gain a moment away from the monster! Looking to sprint and bounce off the ropes again, he looked to Baseball Slide Dropkick Omen, this time in the midsection, hoping to send him to the outside!

 

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Once again, Brad would find success in another dropkick. Disposing of Omen to the outside of the ring as he would drop to the padding violently. An impressive showing of power and speed from the smaller man.  

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The crowd let out a loud ovation, simply for the fact that Bad Boy was able to displace Omen from the ring to the outside out of sheer effort! Brad stumbled his way back to the middle of the ring before dropping to one knee, lifting his head up to get his breath back. Dropping to his back to turn around to make sure Omen was getting up, being slightly reprieved that the monster wasn't showing himself just yet...but he knew he wasn't gone for long!

Taking one final moment to take one deep breath before pushing himself to his feet, keeping low, he would continue waiting...

That is once Brad was pushing himself to his feet, the Mexican crowd started a slow clap in unison, the beat speeding up as they, and Bad Boy, awaited Omen to stand up.

The feeling of the crowd's support going through his body as their clapping turning into screaming, Brad had to do what the crowd wanted, and that was once Omen was near getting to his feet, Bad would sprint to the opposite ropes, and come back looking to leap over the top rope, turning his body in mid air looking for a Cross Body on Omen!

 

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Some showboating for the Mexican crowd. Everyone began to clap and stomp their feet as they waited to see Bad Boy take flight once more.

Omen would push himself to his feet, facing the ring.

Bad Boy would run and take flight and hit the crossbody on the mark. But...

Omen would get hit by the crossbody, but instead of dropping to the padding outside, the big man would stumble back against the barricade. Not only using the barricade to keep himself on his feet, but catching Bad Boy!  

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The crowd went nuts as Bad Boy landed on Omen! But the momentary cheering came to a sudden halt! Some yelling out "WOAH!" as Omen didn't go down, with Brad in his arms!

Bad could be seen shaking his head, moving his arms around trying to get loose of the gigantic man!

 

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Unfortunately for Brad. There was only one way of getting off this train. Staring in front of him. Omen acted like a freight train as he would go full steam ahead at the nearest turnbuckle pole. Looking to drive the man and himself into the pole following the amazing catch!  

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The middle of Brad's spine connects with the steel pole, damn near wrapping it around the steel! Yelling out as he's dropped to the floor on his stomach, following more yelling as the only thing Brad would to was clench his fists, pushing them along with his head into the ground as he remained on the floor! Sheer pain going through his back, his legs were shaking as he tried to remain active! As finally his hands went limp as he remains on the floor on his face!

 

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Omen would catch some of the flak from the maneuver. But whatever he suffered, was small in comparison to how Bad Boy had just folded like an accordion when meeting with the pole.

Dropping the man upon contact, Omen would actually stumble back to the barricade. Taking some time to catch his breath after all the kicks to the face and chests, as well as the bumps to the back. It had forced the oxygen out of the lungs of the Freak. But after a quick breather, he would feel better.  

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Brad had his arms over his head as he tried to assess what he could do after having his back wrapped around the pole. Still clenching a fist or two every now and then trying to muster any kind of strength to do anything at the moment!

The crowd continuing to boo Omen after stopping the thrilling move to do such a dirty tactic of using the post! Some in fact, throwing garbage!

 

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The rowdy crowd was getting a little too rambunctious. Even throwing some garbage of theirs that they had at the big man. None dare throw a punch as this man was not a normal man of a normal mans physique.

Back to the match, Omen would push off the barricade and begin to approach Brad who was still feeling the effects of the nasty maneuver. Grabbing the hair of the downed foe, Omen looked to lift and push Bad Boy back into the ring.