BOOM! vs [Mason Black] (Death Match)

[Daemonsparta]

Boom felt the unfamiliar feeling of eating his own favorite move as Mason speared him right into the unforgiving steel, his head rocking back from the impact  

[Never3nder]

Holding his side Mason rose to his feet not missing a beat clears the announce table. Making his way to BOOM he attempts to maneuver him to the table.  

[Daemonsparta]

Pained ans groggy, Boom was lifted up and dragged towards rhe announce table.  

[Never3nder]

with BOOMS back to the table mason throws a knee to the big mans midsection before attempting to lift the big man up for a jackhammer!.  

[Daemonsparta]

Boom was kneed in the gut, Mason getting his arm around the maniacs head. Boom anchored when Masin went for the lift, pulling his head free and going for a spinebuster onto the table.  

[Never3nder]

Mason underestimated BOOM again this time ending just as bad as the last as mason felt himself going through air landing hard on the table. he felt the table sway but hold as he held his ribs an coughed the stars in eyes melting with the ceiling lights the fans deafening roar filling his pain riddled mind.  

[Daemonsparta]

Boom nodded his head, sliding into the ring as he climbed the corner. The audience went wild as they knew what was coming!

Boom raised his fist, then three fingers as the crowd shouted.

THREE! TWO! ONE! DROP THE BOMB!

Boom launched himself, descending towards Mason with the Bunker Buster.  

[Never3nder]

Before he knew it BOOM landed on top him with a massive thud sending both men through the table. Masons lights went out then back on again as he tried to catch his breath an his bearings.  

[Daemonsparta]

Boom slowly rolled over, crawling away. He pushed himself to his feet, walking over to his sack.

He fished it out, the Crown Royal bag. He pulled the string and tipped the bag, dumping out the thousands of thumbtacks.  

[Never3nder]

slapping some sense into himself Mason groggily starts to rise to his feet. hands on his knees his breath slowly returning to him.  

[Daemonsparta]

Boom gave the crown royal bag one last shake and tossed it aside. He turned to see Mason back on his feet, giving a. Nod. He stepped up, aiming a swift kick to prop him up, looking to hook him up and send him into the tacks with a biel.  

[Never3nder]

Seeing his opponents foot just to late Mason takes it hard. feeling BOOM grab him Mason attempts to drop them both on the tacks. If BOOM wants pain we'll both get it Mason thought.  

[Daemonsparta]

Boom didn't see it coming, but the two men both went tumbling down onto the pile of tacks! Boom howled in pain, arching his back as the tacks stuck into his skin  

[Never3nder]

Also feeling the effects of the tacks Mason rolls in pain rolling out of the tacks slowly. Now on his stomach Mason breathes heavy slowly placing his palms down trying to brace himself.  

[Daemonsparta]

Boom rolled over, crawling away as the tacks stuck to his skin, blood weeping down his body. He crawled dover to the ringside, lifting the apron to root around under the ring.