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Loserboy is exhausted. He spent all what he had in that hold.
BeastMtl turns him around:
- "Now that you're done, it's my turn."
BeastMtl locks Loserboy in a Devastating Boston Crab... arching his opponent's back while bending those knees and legs.
- "ARRRGGHH! Noooo!", yells Loserboy. |
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- "Keep on squealing, Loserboy. There's nothing you can do, but take the hit and taste the pain. Or... you can say you give up..."
- "No! Unnngghhh! Must fight..."
Loserboy's pride is at stake here. He had full control of the match...
He cannot help but ponder: How.. how did this happen anyway? |
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- "How did you resist all of my holds?", ask Loserboy.
- "It matters not. All that matters right now is you being tortured in this Camel Clutch!", answers BeastMtl with a big grin.
- "Hey wait!... No! Arrrrghhh!" |
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Being so nice, BeastMtl asks Loserboy how he's doing:
- "Are we having fun yet, Loserboy?"
- "Stop! Ungh! STOP!"
- "Does that mean you give up?", inquires a curious BeastMtl.
- "NO!", barks a Loserboy that still has some fighting fire  in him! |
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