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Here's a match from 2WWF, during its (imo) climax. I'm sharing this here so the fedders can get a good example of what they should do in turn-based fedding. Plus, it's an entertaining read. So, enjoy.

ACE ACID vs MINKARO
2WWF World Title Match
Japanese Death Match

The sounds of an acoustic guitar begin to stream through the arena as the lights tone down to silhouette everything that graces the premesis. An electric guitar chord blazes it's way through the personal announcement system in succession with a keyboard riff. The titantron shoots to life as Minkaro's well known image flashes upon to screen with various highlights of his career. As Dream Theater's "Stream of Consciousness" blows into epic proportions, explosions ignite the stage with drums now joining the parade of a hyperactive guitar line. A freshened up Minkaro steps onto the stage sporting a brand new haircut. His brown locks cut short iinto a casual disarray of spikes at the very top of his head, not standing much over an inch. He executes his traditional taunts, and makes his way towards the ring while valiantly getting the crowd rowdied up. As he slides under the bottom rope, he takes a long gander at the various weaponry that surrounds the ring. Barbed wire, razor wire, matches, tables, chairs, glass, tacks, anything you can possibly imagine. Minkaro momentarily shudders remembering the outcome of the last Japanese Death Match, but then smirks at his victory. His entrance, not proceeding to it's end, is cut off by the eerie cold chill of the titantron switching videos...

With a vivid display of fireworks, the chorus of Metallica's "All Nightmare Long" send the crowd into an absolute riot.

"'CAUSE WE HUNT YOU DOWN WITHOUT MERCYYYYYY!
WE HUNT YOU DOWN ALL! NIGHTMAAARE LOOOONG!
LUCK! RUNS! OUT
IT'S ALL I NEEEED,
WHEN YOUR LUCK RUNS OUTTT, YEAH!"


The World Champion burts into the scene with an intensified expression on his face, sending the audience into a full throttle of electricity. He's not dressed in casual wrestlign attire, as neither is his opposition. Acid wears blue jeans and a black Ace Acid "Pain Is My Fuel" t-shirt. Symbolic much? Acid walks up the ring steps and proceeds across the apron, pausing momentarily to pause in a manner similar to Chris Jericho before entering the ring. He taunts for the audience, even under the prerequisite that his son has been kidnapped and mutilated by Roach Cooper; Ace Acid is still ready to throw down. He hands the 2WWF World Championship to the refereeing official and walks up to his old friend Minkaro. he offers a pre-competition handshake. Minkaro shakes his head in detest and simply says.

"Let's get on with it."

Ace retracts his hand and holds his chin high in stricken pride.

"Fair enough."

The bell tolls in the distance, symbolizing the beginning to what's sure to be one of the most brutal matches in the history of the industry.


The intensity in the 2WWF arena in Belfast is absolutely through the roof as two of the most legendary stars in 2WWF history stand toe to toe to put another page in their epic rivalry. The Northern Ireland crowd seems split between the two, one side chanting "LET'S GO MINKARO!" while the other reverts with "ACE FUCKIN' ACID!". The two don't offer a test of strength as most do, they simply plow into one another in a barbaric effort to gain the upper hand, ripping at one another's collars. Minkaro sways his footing just enough to gain the advantage by throwing Ace into the corner and beginning to rip away at his flesh with pulsating, brutalizing knife-edged chops. "The King of Hardcore" looks to re-establish his moniker tonight, as he retaliates against the chops with a animalistic headbutt to the bridge of Minkaro's nose. Ace bolts forwards, not relenting his assault despite "The Man Who Is Made of Metal's" flabbergasted state. He leaps into the air and turns his body to the appropriate angle to plant one foot into Minkaro's abdomen, before swinging the other around to crack his shin into the back of his head with a vivid Enzuiguri. Acid uses this moment to exit the ring to gather some weaponry for the first time in the contest. Finding a bottle of liquor, he takes a swig into his mouth and turns around to see Minkaro recuperated and darting towards him in the ring. Ace lights the match in his hand and watches as Minkaro dives through the ropes towards him. Acid spits the liquor into the lit fire, igniting a full fledged flame into Minkaro's diving face in the midst of his Suicide Dive, causing him to crash and burn into the crowd barricade!

The audience jump to their feet with shocked expressions as Minkaro spasms in agonizing pain on the arena floor, having his face scorched by Ace Acid's exhilarating fighting tactics.

Dean: "Jesus! This match hasn't been going on for five minutes yet, and Ace Acid has already defended his position as World Champion ruthlessly by spitting that incinerating flame into the face of the diving Minkaro."

Joey: "Hah! What a fucking dumb ass, obviously if you see Ace Acid with his mouth full, a bottle of liquor in one hand, and a lit match in another...That usually means stop running towards him!"

Dean: "For once Joey, you do in fact have a point."

Ace Acid uses the inactivity of his opponent to fuel the momentum of his own fire as he begins to toss everything he can into the ring. Chairs, glass, a black satin bag, a bed of barbed wire, and a trash can full of inconspicuous weapons. Next on his list of choices to toss into the ring is his own opponent, Minkaro. As the current World Champion enters the ring, his intentions are rather unclear. He grabs Minkaro by his newly shortened hair and begins to drag him to his feet, but the opportunistic challenger reaps the benefits of the match type and slams an aluminum street sign into the face of his opponent. Acid jerks back in a state of bewilderment as Minkaro arises dual-wielding the weapons. The Shrewsbury native comes out of his stance swinging the signs wildly, slamming them repeatedly into the sides of "The King of Turmoil's" skull. In a dramatic conclusion to his show of sign-wielding expertise, Minkaro slams both dented signs into the sides of Acid's head, causing him to fall. Minkaro now sets two chairs up parallel to one another, with the seats facing inwards. Next, he places the panel of glass provided by Ace onto the seats of both chairs. To end the set-up, he drags Ace Acid under the structure, his chest laying vulnerable to the glass table made by his adversary. Ace is still unresponsive after the sign shots, as he doesn't attempt to fight out of the predicament as Minkaro ascends the turnbuckle facing the audience. As he reaches the pinnacle, Minkaro leaps backwards through the air with the essence of a rapturing angel, before shattering the glass onto Ace Acid with a tremendous Moonsault Double Stomp that also impales Acid's chest cavity with his heels!

Joey: "HOLY FUCKING SHIT! Minkaro just went apeshit on the champ and annihilated him with that Moonsault Double Stomp through the glass!"

Dean: "Oh my lord, I anticipated violence; but nothing quite this brutal. You can see distinctly how well that strategy worked in Minkaro's favor, as the glass shards have virtually ripped Ace Acid's shirt to shreds, and the lacerations on his skin below have begin to drip with crimson."

Not a single member of the audience is seated at this point, as they've broken into a riot-esque cheer of "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

Ace Acid has rolled into a ball on the mat, in a pile of shattered glass. His body has converted into a coughing fit after Minkaro's brutalizing Double Stomp had knocked the wind from his lungs. Minkaro doesn't look to let Acid have any room to breathe however, as he approaches the bed of barbed wire and places it in front of the corner of the ring. From his pocket, he produces a pair of wire cutters, and removes a strand from the bed. He tosses the cutters aside and walks back to Ace, who is slowly pushing himself up from the mat. The relentless Minkaro slams his forearm across the neck of Acid, thrusting him back down to the mat in a brutal fashion. He wraps the naked strand of barbed wire around his fist and steps over Ace. He pulls Acid's head upwards and begins to pound his fist into Ace's forehead repeatedly, causing the razor-sharp barbs to tear into the flesh of Acid's forehead. Ace attempts to fight back, but Minkaro simply pushes him face-first into the glass. Next, "The Bionic Technician" drags Ace across the ring and elevates him onto the previously set up bed of barbed wire. Acid screams out in pain as the barbs dig into his flesh. Minkaro once more ascends the ropes nearby facing the audience. Smirking as he does so, Minkaro leaps backwards but inverts his body into an Imploding 450 Splash he calls Theatre of Pain! However...at the very last second Acid moves away, causing Minkaro to land torso-first on the unforgiving barbed wire!

Dean: "Ace Acid just narrowly avoided his World Championship reign being ended by the risk-taking ambitions of the Royal Rumble winner, Minkaro."

Joey: "I didn't think it was possible for these two to get more fucking brutal and bloody than they did last time, but by the looks of things, it's gonna fuckin' happen."

Dean: "I don't think either man will be quite able to move when this is over, we'll need EMT's out here indefinitely."

The audience "oooooh" briefly at Minkaro's grim positioning on top of the bed of barbed wire. He slowly begins to collect himself and embrace his surroundings.

Ace Acid knows in the back of his mind that he cannot let this opportunity goes to waste, so he rolls over onto his stomach and grabs a nearby object; the strand of barbed wire. Grinning with a murderous, malicious intent at mind, Ace practically pounces forwards to the embedded Minkaro. Sitting himself down adjacently to his opponent, Ace brings the strand of wire over Minkaro's unsuspecting head and pulls backwards, allowing the barbs to wedge themselves in between Minkaro's open lips. The Englishman yells out in a blood curdling scream that's muffled by the unforgiving wire in his mouth. The corners of Minkaro's mouth begin to drip with his own blood as Acid pulls back with no remorse on the modified Crippler Crossface. All the official can do is simply watch with a horrified expression as these two warriors tear one another limb from limb, only there to count a pinfall or declare a technical knock-out. But after many moments of relentless, failed effort, Acid releases the hold and stands over Minkaro. He grabs the black satin bag that he threw into the ring early and dumps it's contents onto the canvas. Thumbtacks. Acid smiles in approval as he rips Minkaro from the barbed wire and throws him down face-first into the tacks viciously. He then wraps his legs around Minkaro's neck and begins to execute his trademark pelvic thrusting motion; The Skullfucker, in which with each repetition he drills Minkaro's face into the thumbtacks!


The jam-packed crowd releases a trademark cheer of "YOU GOT FUCKED!" as the amount of bodily damage that Minkaro takes increases with each thrust of Acid's crotch to the back of his head...

Joey: "I wonder how it feels to know you're being fucked into oblivion by another man."

Dean: "Why don't you ask your boyfriend?"

Joey [angrily]: "What was that Dean!?"

Dean: "Err- Oh wow! Look at the blood dripping from Minkaro! His shirt has been torn to shreds by that barbed wire, and his face is ruined with thumbtack puncture wounds. But on the contrary, Ace Acid's knees have also been provided with numerous wounds of the same nature due to the essence of the maneuver."


The current reigning and defending World Champion is showing vivid signs of fatigue after the last pass of combat in the match, rolling away from the brutalized Minkaro with his knees pulled to his chest. Distinct scarlet stains are bleeding through the denim fabric of his jeans where the thumbtacks had been driven into them repeatedly through use of The Skullfucker. But that doesn't stop him from plotting out his next attack plan in this very violent game of chess. Acid gingerly rolls under the ropes to the arena floor, limping heavily on his wounded knees. He fishes under the apron and drags out a heavily dented ladder uses previously in the night in the LionHeart Championship match between Riddler and Lx-Tim. The rungs have been intertwined with barbed wire, however, making it even more dangerous. "The King of Turmoil" slides into the ring and grabs the object quickly, surprised to see the heavily wounded Minkaro arising before him. As Acid raises the ladder to strike his challenger, he's met by an unfortunate fate as Minkaro efficiently dropkicks him in the abdomen, causing him to tumble through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Minkaro quickly evaluates the situation and grabs the barbed wire ladder. He ascends the turnbuckle with his back facing the gradually arising Ace Acid and shows no hesitation to sacrifice his own body to his cause. Minkaro leaps backwards through the air, executing his Moonsault Fallaway Slam (Vicious Circle) finisher on the ladder, using it to crush Ace Acid beneath the weight of both Minkaro and the barbed wire ladder.

Dean: "Oh my God. Minkaro has just sacrificed himself in order to gain the ultimate prize of 2WWF World Champion. Both men are unmoving on the arena floor, and there's nothing we can do but sit and watch in anguish as they struggle for their lives."

Joey: "Jesus fucking Christ, that was one of the most devastating things I've ever seen in/ or out of a wrestling ring. We need Goddamn paramedics. Now."

The audience writhes in a booming cheer of "THIS IS AWESOME!" with succeeding claps. The fatigue of both athletes is made well apparent through the heavy breathing they display laying on the arena floor, bloody and battered. Broken


The velocity of his plummet down towards Acid, combined with the almost car crash-esque impact has completely emptied Minkaro’s lungs of oxygen, and so he extracts barbed wire from his flesh, before crawling away from the wreckage in agony, gasping for air. In accordance with the rules of the match, the referee is forced to begin his ten count, a count that if completed would result in this match being declared a draw. Upon the cry of “eight!” emanating from the official’s lips, Minkaro has reached the audience barricade that he had previously slammed into, using it to pull himself up to a vertical base. In synchronisation with Minkaro’s return to his feet, Ace Acid has managed to push the barbed-wire/ladder concoction away from his body, and has forced himself up to his feet. Ace has used all his strength just to find a way to stand, which allows Minkaro to approach him and roll him back into the ring with very little resistance. Kicking shards of glass and thumbtacks and various other items more commonly found in a DIY store out of the ring, the “Bionic Technician” drags Acid back up to his feet, before drawing a fist across his throat in an implication that the match is rapidly reaching its conclusion. Spinning around so that he may wrap his arms around Acid’s neck in a three-quarter headlock, Minkaro begins to leap up ready for his P.W.N (RKO) finishing move. However, Acid instinctively shoves his opponent away with furious power, causing Minkaro to slam chest first into the turnbuckle, once again being winded. Ace wastes no time in charging towards Minkaro, only for the challenger to his title to avoid the oncoming assault by swinging his legs between the top and middle rope, and using the ropes as a seesaw to propel a kick known as the Fulcrum Prison Blues, ala Christian. Unfortunately, for Minkaro, he is not quite as successful at utilizing the move as Christian often is, as Acid manages to catch him by the ankles. Proving that he fully deserves the name “King of Hardcore,” Acid throws Minkaro’s legs away with all of his strength, causing Minkaro to release his grip on the middle rope, and fall sideways into the steel steps. The ugliness of Minkaro’s landing sees him not only sliced open by the corner of the steps, but also crash dangerously onto the back of his head.

Members of the audience gasp at the sight of Minkaro’s landing, some of them obviously believing he has seriously injured his neck

Dean: What fantastic intelligence shown by Ace Acid there, he had to think very quickly to counter that move

Joey: Fucking hell, I don’t believe what I’m seeing, this is awful! If that bastard’s dented the ring-steps I don’t know what I’ll do

Acid’s eyes widen as though even he is shocked at the brutality of the move he just performed, and his snapped order to the referee to “start the fucking count” is just as much because he wants his old friend to receive medical treatment as it is that he wants his victory to be secured now. The sound of Acid’s voice shocks the referee out of his shock, and he begins the count. Ripples of applause begin to spread throughout the audience, as they believe the match is over. Acid nods his head in response to the audience’s appreciation, but then looks in confusion at a small section of the audience who are on their feet, looking over towards where Minkaro’s body lies. Well, laid, as Minkaro is now on his feet, having managed to get up by the count of nine. Barely able to stand, the Shrewsbury native struggles up the ring steps, and back into the ring. By now the entire audience is on their feet, simply applauding the effort that both men are putting in. Eventually, Minkaro comes face to face with Ace Acid, who says “sometimes I hate you,” just audibly enough for the cameras to pick it up. A smirk spreads across Minkaro’s face, but is swiftly removed by a vicious headbutt from Acid. The force of the move sends Minkaro staggering backwards towards the ring-ropes, and he is subsequently sent over them by a running clothesline from “The King of Turmoil.” Acid’s velocity causes him to join Minkaro in tumbling to the arena floor yet again. The sheer ferocity of Acid’s assault on Minkaro sees the brawl approach the announce table, where another headbutt causes Minkaro to topple backwards onto it. With his opponent lying motionless on the table, Acid hunts around under the ring and pulls out another ladder, this one barbed-wire-less. Setting the ladder up a few feet away from the announce table, Acid begins to climb it with one hand, whilst dragging a nearby pane of glass up with the other. After completing his 20 foot ascent, Acid holds the sheet of glass in front of him, before diving forwards. As the hardcore Aladdin plummets with his brutal magic carpet, members of the audience and the commentary duo retreat swiftly. They are wise to do so, as the impact sends shards of glass spraying around the arena. More importantly: into the bodies of both athletes.

The crowd is stunned into silence by the combination of the sheer recklessness of the move, and checking to see if any of them are dead.

Joey: ...where the fuck...right, I’m back. YOU THERE, ACID, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO DO? DON’T YOU KNOW THAT I’M TOO BEAUTIFUL TO HAVE PEOPLE LIKE YOU DOING THINGS LIKE THAT NEAR ME?

Dean: I notice you only shout like that after you’ve made sure Acid can’t hear you.

The sheer brutality of the move has brought out a group of paramedics, who are now standing at the bottom of the entrance ramp, ready to attend to both men when the match is over. An impromptu piece of medical work is now performed by both men, as they pluck shards of glass from their bodies, the removal of the glass allowing previously dammed up streams of blood to flow. Literally flow, the two athletes are virtually unrecognisable, their faces crimson masks, and their hair matted with the liquid. Luckily for them, the referee is unable to perform the count, as his leg has been impaled with a rogue shard of glass. A replacement official eventually charges down and begins a count, but the delay sees both men standing before he has reached the count of eight. In a stunning display of improvisation, Minkaro somehow manages to find the energy to grab Acid in a three-quarter facelock, before leaping over the steel steps that he had previously crashed into, performing his P.W.N on the steps. Minkaro lands rear first on the arena floor, whilst Ace’s face is smashed into the steel. Pushing himself back up to his feet, Minkaro spots the paramedics and promptly decides that he wants to use them to his advantage. One super-kick later, and Minkaro is in possession of a stretcher, which he wastes no time in dragging the near unconscious Acid onto. Strapping his opponent into the stretcher, Minkaro wheels it up the entrance ramp, before parking it at the side of the stage, rather conspicuously underneath a small balcony that is part of the set. Performing his best impersonation of Spiderman (or Orakniman) Minkaro climbs up to the set, coming to a halt at the aforementioned balcony. Before he performs any moves however, he begins to signal to somebody. Before too long, Jeise and Alexi Pruzhanov emerge from the side entrances of the arena, carrying a table each. The two giants set up the tables next to each other, before taking a few steps back and waving at Minkaro. "The Great Dane" screams in fury at the two men, but his attention is swiftly turned to Minkaro, who launches himself from the titantron in a Shane McMahon-esque feat of daredevilry, performing Ace Acid’s Amaterasu (Spiral Tap) just to add insult to injury. After falling 30+ feet onto the stretcher, Minkaro and Acid are both sent on another fall as the stretcher topples sideways, sending the two men and it through the tables.

Sheer pandemonium is the only way to describe the scenes in the arena now. Members of the audience are so excited that there’s at least five different chants going on. Alexi and Jeise high-five each other in delight

Dean: I don’t believe what I’m seeing! Was this the plan all along? Minkaro has effectively screwed Ace Acid out of the title!

Joey: Oh shut the fuck up, Minkaro’s beaten Acid at his own game. Strapping him to the stretcher and calling in reinforcements? Genius!


The catastrophic landing of Minkaro's topsy turvy rendition of Ace Acid's signature move is absolutely breathtaking, as both men lie in turmoil. The emergency medical teams have once again occupied the arena and have gotten both Minkaro and Ace Acid onto working gurneys. But as the medical teams begin to push them up the ramp, the World Champion does the unbelievable, and sits up. Acid grits his teeth in pain, as the paramedics attempt to get him to lay back down. Acid pushes them away and steps off of the stretcher, before taking ahold of the handles on Minkaro's. He begins to push his challenger relentlessly down the ramp. At the very last second, Ace tips the stretcher upwards and sends his wounded opponent into the ring apron in a brutal fashion! But before Minkaro can fall to the arena floor in agony, Acid yanks him into the ring. Ace reaches under the ring and pulls out two steel chairs. The only difference with these particular set of chairs is, the seats have been laced with a row of flourescent light tubes. Acid smirks in violent delight as he enters the ring. He sets the chairs aside for the moment and approaches the heavily wounded Minkaro. Acid grabs the Shrewsbury native by his hair and yanks him to his feet. Acid shows signs of major fatigue as he nearly collapses on his own knees as he hooks Minkaro in a reverse chancery. Ace pivots inwards quickly and plants Minkaro face-first into the mat with a Just Another Victim! The audience springs to life as Acid hits his finishing maneuver! But as the Champion goes for the pin, he's met by the grim sight of Alexi and Jeise approaching the ring.

Dean: "Ace Acid has the match won but Minkaro's minions are distracting him from the pin! Ace could have had the match in the bag by now."

Joey: "Minkaro was thinking pretty damn smart tonight when he brought those assholes with him."

The audience roars to life, as a figure darts down the ramp with a sledgehammer in hand.


Roach Cooper


The alarming cries of the crowd alert Alexi and Jeise of Roach's presence, and they turn around to receive simultaneous strikes to the gut. Roach runs Alexi into the nearby steel ring steps, and strikes Jeise in the face with the hamemr before looking at the shocked expression of Ace Acid in the ring. Acid covers Minkaro.

1!
...
2!
...
BREAKOUT!

Acid's face has been laced with shock as his adversary kicked out of his finishing move. But his face goes from shock, to sheer brutality in a matter of seconds, as he pushes Minky onto his stomach. Acid places his boot into the center of his challenger's spine and pulls back on his wrists violently. He then releases the wrists and curb stomps Minkaro into Capital Punishment. Ace covers again.

1!
...
2!
...
Thr-..BREAKOUT!

Ace Acid's face has turned to an emotionless slate, as he approaches the custom made chairs he'd brought in earlier. He tosses one onto the mat next to Minkaro's unmoving body, and rolls him face-first onto the light tubed seat. Acid then smirks violently as he prepares to raise the second chair, and looks to Roach Cooper on the outside of the ring.


Dean: "Oh God no...Stop the match. Someone, stop this! Acid is going to take him out for good!"

Joey: "Fucking awesome."

Acid raises the chair whilst laughing maniacally, before slamming it down on the back of Minkaro's head, shattering both layers of glass in an extreme Con-Chair-To variation. The referee calls for the bell.

"The referee has deemed Minkaro is unable to go on in this match-up,

thus,

Your winner and STILL 2WWF World Champion;

The King of Turmoil...

ACE! ACIDDDDD!"


The audience spurs to life as Ace grins in a sick fashion towards Roach Cooper, rubbing his hands over his blood soaked body, truly living up to the name...

Blood Stained.

The pay-per-view cuts to an end with Roach signalling a belt around his waist and Ace simply smiling malevolently in reply
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Oh thanks, show everybody what I was like when I was good so now I have to try harder Mad as hell.
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More cunts need to read this. You'll never improve if you don't read this, people!

Well, we both lost to Abdel. So I guess we need to read it.
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