Match with Destiny
#1 of Wrestling Stories
A Match With Destiny.
Characters: Big Tiger, Rock Crimson, Shinji Hock, Ryuzaki Kasagawa
Opening Start
A large black tiger stands in one corner. He was clad in a pair of black trunks that hugged the tree trunk thighs of his body. There was nothing covering the massive upper body of the tiger. Leaving the muscular but also slightly chubby body in plain view for all to see, but judging from the general smile on his face as he greeted his fans he had no problem with it. As he got off from the turnbuckle and stretched, the black elbow pads he generally used were visible and as he walked to the center of the ring where the ref was one could see the black boots and knee pads he generally wore as part of his outfit as well. Standing in the opposite corner was an equally built jaguar wearing similar clothing with a championship belt. He smirks as he steps forward to the middle, both predators eying each other carefully now as if scanning each other for weaknesses. The announcer called the name of the tiger first. "Our challenger BBBIG TIGER!" The crowd was suddenly in an uproar of cheers, waving signs of support for the big guy as he was the Job (Hero) here. During the cheering the announcer continued "And our current champion "Lucas the Slayer!"
The crowd's reaction was suddenly much more negative generating plenty of boos and the like. Which was the correct response since he was the Heel (Villain) here. However both males were focused intensely on each other. Sizing each other up still before getting into their stances. Both of them seemed to favor the aggressive stance which meant it would properly be a power match. "Ding" The bell rang and the match began the jaguar doing a small hop back at the same time the ref jumped away. He slid out of the ring and stayed near the ropes, being only a rather small fox. He didn't fancy getting crushed by two huge masses of muscle. The tiger dashed forward, quickly locking arms with the jaguar. They struggled for a while before suddenly the jaguar broke free and kicked at the tiger's gut, catching him by surprise and knocking the wind out of him for a second.
He grunts as the jaguar ducks toward him, grabbing and throwing the tiger's body over him, throwing him to his back with a soft thud. The crowd booed the jaguar as he got up and went for an elbow drop aimed at the tiger's neck. Who rolled away seconds later and growled as he stood. He runs toward the ropes as the jaguar gets up from his missed attempt. As the jaguar gets to his knees the tiger was rebounding off the ropes and running full speed. Just as the jaguar managed to stand the tiger was in his face and clocked him in the neck was a solid clothesline, hitting him so hard that he flipped in mid air and landed flat on his face.
But the attack didn't end there. The tiger was upon the jaguar, sitting on his back with pretty much all his weight (The guy was damn heavy) and coiling his arms around his neck, pulling back and going for a camel clutch hold. The jaguar grunts and hisses as his head is pulled back and he's choked. He struggles for awhile and tries to get free but finds himself pinned down by the much heavier male not to mention the extremely tight grip the male had on him. During all of the struggling however the jaguar's foot touched up on the rope. He grinned as he managed to hook his foot on it. The ref watches this and gulps blowing a whistle he happened to have. All the wrestlers knew what one blow of it meant, rope break. The tiger cursed himself for not paying attention to where they had been positioned but let go of the jaguar's neck. He didn't get off of him though. Instead he jumped up and slammed his weight down on the jaguar, stunning him for a couple of moments not to mention putting him in a fair deal of pain. That move was one the crowd called the Tiger Hammer. The jaguar clutching at his back as the tiger got up and pulled the jaguar up, the spotted male's back to him as the tiger coiled his arms around the jaguar's waist bending his body back as he lifted the male and throwing him with a fair amount of his strength right outside of the ring, narrowly missing the fox who dived out of the way. A loud thud was heard as the male landed, squarely on his back. The jaguar was really hurting now. It was rather clear at this point who was gonna win. While the crowd went wild at the stadium itself, there was a teenage wolf in the background with his brother. Both watching in awe and a tad bit of fear at the match quickly shifted to being one sided. The tiger definitely was a brutal one in the ring. Speaking of which the tiger wasn't done yet with the champ. He steps over the ropes and hops down, grabbing the still hurting jaguar and forcing him up by his head.
The tiger pinned him against the iron gates that surround the area where the crowd was and gave him repeated knees to the gut, really putting a hurt on the guy, the tiger's eyes red with anger. He obviously had a grudge to settle with the guy and it showed from his relentless, brutal attack. Though usually the tiger was brutal in a sense normally in the ring it didn't tend to be with normal punches and kicks. It was usually in the form of his grappling style. Lots of grappling moves that targeted either the back, arms or head. The tiger growled as each knee landed. The tiger tenderizing the jaguar's torso, making it feel like mashed potatoes. The jaguar yelling out in pain as the tiger continued the knee strikes. All of a sudden he stops, the jaguar stooping to one knee and clutching his stomach. He didn't know which area hurt more right now, his front or his back. So he had a paw clutching at both and was wide open which the tiger took clear advantage of and drop kicked him square in the face, kicking him so hard the back of his head smashed against the gate and he fell on his face again. The ref looked at the tiger and suddenly had a cold shiver run down his spine. "So this was what it was to wrestle the pissed off version of the already dangerous tiger." The fox thought to himself. The tiger yanked the jaguar up and rolled him back into the ring. The crowd cheering him on as he beat the champ into a near bloody pulp. Normally by now the match would have been over but there was just one more thing he needed to do to settle things. He stepped over the ropes into the ring and sat on the male's chest, grinning wickedly to him as he suddenly grabbed the jag's head and pushed it against his crotch, grinding firmly into his face. The jag blushing hard and feeling rather embarrassed that the tiger was doing that to him. This continued for several moments before he stopped and let the male's head go where it settled on the mat again. The jaguar was breathing heavily as the crowd laughed softly. In a more private setting that was a kink but in the ring it was used as a means of humiliation. Satisfied now the tiger pins the jaguar. The fox runs into the ring and starts the count. "1....2.....3!" "Ding Ding Ding!" The tiger gets up and the fox grips his arm which swings upward as the announcer did his thing "The winner is...BBBBig Tiger!" The crowd went wild as they cheered him. The fox runs over and removes the belt, giving it to the tiger who takes it and hold it up in the air with both arms, camera bulbs flashing as the reporters get their scoop for the day and the recorders finishing the filming. The tiger looks around and lets out a loud roar as if he had vanquished a terrible foe. The jaguar lied there seriously hurt and a couple of beastmen clad in white uniforms came and put the jaguar on a stretcher. The two teenagers looked at each other then at the tiger in the ring. The tiger brings the belt back down to waist level, then puts it on. Once he gets it on, he steps out of the ring to the cheers of the crowd and goes into the back. While he was still in the ring the announcer talks "Wow, who would have thought that Big Tiger would beat the 3 year champion? And make it look so effortless as well? We were all in for a surprise tonight folks but that's all for tonight! Give one more round of cheers for your new champion Big Tiger!" The teenagers smiled and looked to each other after the tiger had exited "Whoa Rock. He's a beast!" The gray one on the left said "Yeah, he's our beast...our idol..."
"YO ROCK PAY ATTENTION!" A voice yells out suddenly. The gray wolf snaps out of his thoughts as he's suddenly sent flipping in midair for a split second and landing on his back with a hallow thud on the practice mat. A light brown werewolf looks down at him. The gray wolf huffs at the brown one "What the hell? Where did that come from?" The brown wolf snickers "I told you to pay attention during out sparring sessions or you'd find yourself losing Rock." Rock frowns at the wolf "Well you took so long to get here Shinji..." The brown wolf shakes his head "No I didn't as a matter of fact you were paying attention to things up until we got to me running against the ropes and then you spaced out. Rock sits up "Whatever, lets just end the sparring session here. I'm beat" Shinji grins and leans against the ropes. "Heh, all right" Both males were dressed simply in a pair of black wrestling trunks, since they were sparring in their private gym with the wrestling ring they had made they didn't have to worry about people gawking at them. This of course left their meaty, ripped and currently sweaty bodies exposed to the cool refreshing air generated by the large fan in the room which was set to normal speed. The gym itself was your typical gym setting or at least as close to one as possible, sans a few things.
Shinji climbs over the ropes and hops down "So, I heard you're gonna be a masked wrestler now" Rock nods "Yeah, I like the mysteriousness of a mask. Makes me feel cool" Shinji just stares at Rock for a moment "Really? That's the only reason you got for me? I thought at least it would be a good reason." Rock hops up "It is a good reason!" Suddenly they heard loud thumping as someone came down the stairs that led to the gym from the living room moments before a large black wolf appeared in the entryway "SHUT UP! I can't even get a moment's peace with you two making all that noise, you two are so loud I can hear you from upstairs!" The black wolf was of similar built to the other two though taller and more defined. Rock and Shinji stared at the black wolf for a moment, noticing he was clad in nothing but a pair of briefs...they exchanged glances, though they both were thinking the wolf had possibly wanted in on a sparring session another thought which had much more of a chance of being the case was that the massive beast had been sleeping. His fur as opposed to Rock and Shinji was jet black all over, where their fur was white starting from the bottom of their muzzles to their inner thighs. The pair blinked for a moment as they looked the wolf over more and saw the bags under his eyes, the poor guy had been trying to sleep all this time after all!. "Oi, we're sorry Ryuzaki, we had no idea you were home. We can't really hear the living room door opening and closing when the door to the private gym is closed and we're tussling you know?" The black wolf shook his head "Whatever just tell me you two are done now" Rock nods "Yeah, we're finished for now" Ryuzaki grins "Good, that means I can actually rest" He says as he heads back upstairs, the stairs groaning with each step. Shinji and Rock exchanged glances "So um where is the mask you were gonna wear?" Rock grins "I'm not telling you, you'll see me wearing it tonight though." He says as he steps over the ropes going toward the door going upstairs as well. Shinji grumbled softly and lied down in the ring, enjoying the artificial breeze.
Some time later in the evening
Rock is in his room changing clothes. He grumbles softly as he searches around for that one elusive shirt that said "Hard Work is Key" He searched high and low for it, even going as far as nearly trashing his room. He did finally find it, it was neatly folded on his bed along with a note. Rock tilts his head as he picks up the note
"Dear Rock, This is Big Tiger aka Duma. I've been keeping track of your training and victories in the ring and thus invite you to a little "sparing" match at the old abandoned gym. You've been there before so you should know how to get there. I'll be waiting around five o clock to five thirty for you to arrive after that I'll be gone. If you're curious as to why you got this message from me, it's because a little birdy told me that you always wanted to wrestle with your idol. I rather not crush you in the ring in front of an audience plus I'd like to see your strength for myself in a more relaxed setting. It should be fun, come in your best gear as I will do the same and Rock? Bring that mask you were planning to wear as well. I want to see you in it, I've seen the mask itself and I think it should look very good on you" Sincerity Big Tiger.
Rock stared blankly at the note, was it real? Or was it a big fake? The wolf had no idea but was very hopeful that it was real. He couldn't believe it! He was gonna get to wrestle with his idol and only after being in the heavyweight wrestling circuit for a year! The wolf could barely contain his excitement, jumping around back and forth in glee on his heels. Unfortunately he was also jumping on the ceiling of Ryuzaki's room, making a good deal of noise, the poor guy just now finally settling into a nap. Ryuzaki's eyes opened slowly, his irises bloodshot. He threw off the covers and stomped out of his room. Before going upstairs and banging on Rock's door "CUT OUT THE STUPID NOISE, I TOLD YOU I'M TRYING TO SLEEP YOU MUSCLE BOUND IDIOT!" Rock nearly falls on his butt from the sudden yelling right outside his door, his heart stopping for a bit. He had totally forgotten he was above Ryuzaki's room. "I'm sorry Ryu, I didn't..." He pauses knowing that was gonna be a big lie if he had finished his sentence." Ryuzaki growls at him "Can't a tired dire wolf get some peace around here, sheesh" He grumbles as he stomps back down the stairs, not too quiet of a walker himself it seems. Going back to his room and slamming the door shut. Rock looks at the note again, letting out a soft sigh. It just felt too good to be true but he was gonna see anyway.
Opening End
Destiny Start
A large black tiger clad in a pair of blue jeans stands outside of the doors to the abandoned gym. He smiles as he thinks about what he was gonna be doing later. Well after the little match he was planning to have with Rock. As he enters the abandoned gym, he looks around. It looked no worse for wear then it did when he had used it for training in the past year or so. The large fan mounted into the wall still working, light filtering into the gym from a couple of gaps in the ceiling. He sighs softly as he looks around, having feelings of nostalgia. He walks to where the wrestling ring would have been, finding it had been disassembled again. He frowns "Ugh....who messed with the ring!? Now I gotta set it up again." He grumbles as he looks at it. Currently what was missing was the turnbuckles and the ropes. He began searching for all that was missing.
Meanwhile back at the residence of Rock, Shinji and Ryuzaki. All of them were looking over the letter in the living room, Ryuzaki sits on the floor while Shinji and Rock dancing back and forth on their heels. Both of the lighter furred wolves seemed rather happy at the note but Ryuzaki being the suspicious type was trying to make sure that this was indeed a letter from the large tiger. He sniffed at it, picking up a strong but suppressed scent from it. Yep that was from Big all right, no one else had that particular odor. Ryuzaki put the letter down. "Well it seems all right, I suppose it could be from Big Tiger. But maybe we should go with you. Rock shook his head "No, I wanna go alone, I'm a strong guy I'll be all right." Ryuzaki shrugged "Fine, but if you get into trouble don't look for us to bail you out" He says as he gets up, retreating to his room again. Rock grins as he gets up. Wearing his new mask, it was black with a yellow flame surrounding the two eye holes. He grins as he adjusts it one final time. "So how does it look Shinji?" Shinji sizes the wolf up "Well shoot, I gotta say it makes you look rather cute, though tough at the same time" He says giving his general blunt opinion about it. Rock grinned as he looked himself over. He was clad in the short sleeve shirt that said Hard Work is Key, along with a pair of baggy jeans. Under them he wore his black wrestling trunks along with the knee pads. On his hands were the fingerless gloves he wore along with elbow pads. His black boots completing the look "All right looks like I'm all ready to set out then" He tells Shinji who nods "Have fun kiddo, don't stay out too late" He teases him. Rock stares at Shinji "Uh huh, ok mom" He teases back as he opens the living room door stepping out into the rather warm weather.
Big Tiger meanwhile had finally gotten the ring set up. He sits in the middle of it, grumbling softly "I'm gonna murder the guy who keeps taking it down." He had asked time and time again for the key to the place so he could lock it, but the people who owned the area nearby wouldn't give it to him, saying anyone who wanted to be there had a right to use it. The tiger looked at the clock it said Four thirty. The tiger lied on his back inside of the ring. Looking up at the ceiling as he waited for the wolf. "I wonder when he'll get here, I hope it's soon." He thinks to himself as he closes his eyes, dozing off for the time being.
~ An Hour Later~
Rock arrives at the abandoned gym. He looks around for a moment feeling almost like some kind of robber since he had to sneak down there to avoid drawing a crowd . The mask had helped since no one outside of the wrestling circuit had seen it and thus did not know it was him under it along with the heavy trenchcoat. He was nervous as he opened the door which swung open slowly. His eyes scan the gym taking in every detail until he spotted someone lying in the ring. He couldn't tell from this distance since the male was lying on his side facing the other wall. Rock advances toward the ring, his footsteps purposely being loud to alert whoever was lying in the ring. The tiger's ears flicker as he suddenly sits up and stretches "Hm? That you Rock?" He asks as he rubs his eyes. Rock froze "Yeah....it's me, is that you Big Tiger?" The tiger nods as he gets up "Yep, that it is. Glad you came I was beginning to worry you wouldn't come. Wanted to have a friendly match with you before we actually ended up fighting in the ring in the circuit. Rock blinked " That would be a good while before that happened though" He says as he took off the trenchcoat. Tiger smiles "Wow, that mask really does look good on you Rock..." He says as he stands up and stretches slowly, as if getting ready though he had been lying there for a good couple of hours or so. Not wanting to eat until after everything was finished to avoid getting a stomach cramp. The tiger grins and takes off the jeans, revealing a pair of black wrestling trunks under them. "Heh, we shouldn't be doing anything too rough, this is for fun. Speaking of which we're gonna play a little game" The tiger says. "A game?" Rock asks as he removes his pants, now currently clad in elbow and knee pads along with orange tiger stripped trunks. Both males kept their shoes on however as they had forgotten their boots and didn't really trust the floor. Duma nods "Yep, it's like a normal match except the aim is to make the other guy climax. Doesn't matter how you do it outside of any actual sexual activity"
He says then gestures to the ring. Rock looks at him in slight disbelief "WHAT?! What kind of crazy game is that?" Duma shrugs softly "I just thought since you'd like that. I know what your tastes are and you have had thoughts about wanting to mess around with me have you not?" Rock squints at him "How would you know anything about that?" Duma smirks "Your body language is very easy to read, plus your facial expressions don't help matters." He tells him. The wolf huffs "I see, so what does one get out of this game outside making the other guy bust a nut?" The tiger chuckles "Well, I'd say the loser sucks the winner off" Rock blushes heavily...he had had thoughts about that before but it's like the tiger had just reached into his mind and plucked that thought right out. Duma grins "It's not like i'm saying lets have raw dirty sex or something" He chuckles "I just wanna have a bit of fun is all" Rock looks at him for a moment "I see....honestly I would be up for that." Duma gestures to the ring again "Then c'mon lets get up there and get going" Rock nods and they step into the ring going into their respective corners, facing each other. Rock's face determined and Duma's face more playful. He shrugs lightly to the wolf "Like I said this is just for fun, no matter who wins it's not on the record" He smirks as he reaches behind him and taps the bell with his knuckle, generating a resounding "DING!" Rock moves from out of the corner getting into a grappling stance as does Duma, both males circling each other slowly, each watching the other's movements, this continues for a couple of minutes before Rock being impatient sudden lunges at the tiger, grabbing at his hands and suddenly both males are locked in a test of strength. "Heh, kid not your smartest move" He says as he pushes lightly against the younger wolf. "Oh? Don't count me out just yet" He says as he pushes back fiercely "I won't just be some punching bag for you" He growls as he keeps pushing only to find that he wasn't budging the tiger at all. "Hmmm, with this amount of strength you wouldn't last too long in a serious match" The tiger says
"What!?" The wolf growls at him rather annoyed by being called weak. "I'm serious, you'll need more strength than this to actually budge me. I'm not even really pushing against you, yet i'm keeping you at bay, imagine if I actually went all out." He says as he starts to actually push against the wolf, causing him to end up being pushed backwards "Gah!" he grunts out as he forced rather quickly to his knees dispite his resistance "Hmmm, this will be no fun...I guess i'll limit myself to about...20 percent power to make it fair" He thinks as he closes his eyes for a moment, he mentally caps his strength at 20 percent for the time being, opening his eyes moments later. Rock finds himself able to resist the tiger better now, pushing back as hard as he can and actually being able get back to his feet. The tiger grins slyly. "Yep, 20 percent is good...this isn't serious if he can actually beat me then I know I under estimated him at least a little bit more than I should have." He thinks as they continue the test of strength. Suddenly the tiger breaks the grapple and dashes behind the wolf, his arms coiling around his waist and quick as a flash bends backwards, slamming the wolf onto his back.
The wolf's legs in the air during the initial landing from the german suplex, the wolf stunned for a moment as his legs came down. The tiger smirks as he releases the male's body and comes forward again. Turning around and boldly groping him between his legs for a few seconds. The wolf groans "Wow, what speed, oddly though that suplex didn't hurt as much as I thought it would but my body isn't responding..." The wolf thought to himself as he's groped. A light blush settling on his cheeks for a moment before he recovers and kicks at the tiger's chest, catching him by surprise and actually knocking him back some. The tiger huffs, the smirk gone. Though it was replaced by a pleased grin, at least he wouldn't be able to get at him easily but he did manage to do a bit of damage as shown by the light bulge the wolf had now "Dang it, he got me semi hard just from that light groping, that's sad...." The wolf thinks as he hops up, straight up bum rushing the tiger who easily sidesteps it, but when he tries to get behind him again he finds he's unable to as the wolf has recovered and ducked out of reach, retreating to a more favorable position "Blah, I keep forgetting about that speed" He mumbles as he keeps moving, the tiger just watching him. His body seemingly relaxed but he himself was alert. The wolf circles around him slowly looking for an opening before rushing up at him. The tiger gets ready but all of a sudden the wolf ducks down going for his legs and knocking him off balance as he tackles him to the mat "Whoa! Didn't expect that from a rookie" He says though he grins on the inside, purposely allowing it to happen. As they both go down the tiger ends up on his back, the wolf taking advantage of the situration and going for the male's neck, trying to get him in a front sleeper. The tiger however does a bridge with his body, bouncing the male up. "Wha!?" The wolf gasps out in surprise as he's bounced into the air only to have the tiger roll backwards away and crouch. The wolf has almost no time to recover from the surprise as he lands on his face.
The tiger on top of him moments later, yanking him up and moving to face the wolf's side, straddling the wolf's right leg, and reaching over the wolf's right arm to his back locking it. The tiger smirking as he Squats and starts twisting to the side, flexing the wolf's back and stretching his abdomen, but not applying spine breaking pressure like he normally would. However the amount he does apply causes the wolf to yap out in pain. The pain remains constant but after a moment the wolf finds it doesn't increase. However he's also finds himself immoblized as the tiger reaches down with a free hand grabs his bulge through the trunks. "Gah!" The wolf gasps out as the tiger starts to fiercely stroke him through his confines "Damn it...!" He growls as he feels the trunks only getting tighter. He struggles which the tiger answers by stretching him more, generating more pain and forcing the wolf to stay still and take it. The wolf can't handle the increasing pain along with being pawed off and stops struggling for the moment letting himself get lost in the moment and enjoying being stroked, finding the pain lessening and finding his pleasure slowly growing, getting lost in it. "Aww, don't tell me it'll be this easy to get you off, I was hoping for more of a fight" He whispers in the wolf's ear. Rock snaps out of his pleasure induced trance and grabs at the tiger's leg, trying to get free. However it doesn't budge and the tiger stretches him much harder for several moments causing the wolf to have to settle down again.
He tries again this time reaching behind him and grabbing the tiger's arm, throwing him forward as he went forward himself so that the tiger would flip over him, both males hitting the mat. The wolf gasping for breath for a moment, his trunks tenting hard, pre having oozed against the trunks and thus leaving a wet spot on the front of him. The tiger too seemed to have tented some but it was mostly from the friction of grinding up against the wolf's butt during the abdominal stretch he performed on him just now. Both males stood up though the wolf felt rather wobbly now "Damn, that took a lot more out of me than I realized" He thinks to himself as the tiger lunges at him, tackling him to the mat again "DANG IT!" He rolls as he's about to hit the ground, both males now rolling around on the mat each trying to get an advantage of being on top but neither being able to get it. The wolf kicks the tiger away on one of the times he would have ended up on his back during the rolling session. Rolling backwards and standing up. Panting heavily, both males were covered in sweat but the tiger didn't look too tired.
The poor wolf was about to burst and he knew it. "Crap if he gets me in any more holds i'll cum all over the place..." Duma grins "Ohhhh, you don't look too hot rookie" Rock grumbles "It's your fault!" Duma grins "You could always surrender" Rock shook his head "No, if i'm gonna lose i'm gonna go out with a BANG!" He no longer cares about being technical running at the tiger who just simply trips him when gets close enough. "Wha?!" The wolf blinks in surprise as he falls only to get caught by the tiger and lifted up into the air. The tiger holding him by his waist with the wolf's head pointed down to the mat. Rock gulps "Uh oh....he's gonna piledrive me into oblivion" He closes his eyes expecting to black out any second only to feel something moist and wet against his bulge "Huh?!" the wolf opens his eyes and looks up just as he was licked again and moans heavily "Aw...no fair, i'm literally trapped this time" The wolf protests as the tiger licks his bulge again "Hm? You say something rookie?" The tiger asks him before doing a forceful lick along the entire length "Noooooo!" The wolf howls out as the tiger lashes out against the bulging trunks again and again. The wolf didn't know how much longer he could handle that abuse before he came all over his good trunks "Stop!" He yelled out just before the tiger flips him over, still holding on to his waist and squeezing his spine firmly, holding him to his chest and turning around to pin him against the turnbuckle. He growls playfully as he grinds hard against the wolf making him moan. He could only take so much from that all of the friction caused him to howl out as he came, shooting his load all against his trunks. The wolf is blushing big time while this happens, cum also shooting through the now drenched material and getting all on the tiger's briefs as well. Duma lets the wolf go and grins down to him "Whelp looks like I win, you know what that means rookie" Rock nods and blushes then smiles "Yeah, means I get to suck my idol's...." Suddenly they both hear a loud phone call
"Who could that be?" Duma asks as he steps over the ropes, going over to where his pants are and picking up the phone, flipping it open as he put it to his ear "Hello? WHAT?! It's in five minutes!? What the fuck!!!" The tiger clearly sounds displeased "Fuck...in that case I will be late tell him that" He hangs up the phone "Sorry pup, we'll have to take a rain check on the end of our little game...my appointment got bumped up for some odd reason, but we can always work something out heh" He says as he gets dressed. Rock sighs softly and gets up "Okay." He simply says as he steps over the ropes and hops down. He grumbles softly as he was gonna need to take a shower now when he got home. Duma practially tosses on everything and makes a dash for the door "Gotta scoot kid, been fun!" He was gone with those last words. Rock sighs softly as he slowly goes over to his clothes. "Damn....beaten out by a cellphone" Rock says as he goes toward a room marked shower room, feeling dejected now. As if he had just been dumped by someone...Meanwhile the tiger is running to his appointment at the doctor, cursing the man for ruining the little fun he was actually going to get to have for a long while.
Destiny END