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The clone smirked, "Fool... I don't need to get back into the ring. Make me." Mat shrugged and then slide out of the ring, running and tackling...
The clone slid out under the ring, hanging around ringside, "You wanna fight? You really wanna fight?"
Mat takes a look at Dusty after hitting the clone with the steel chair in the back, "... What do you mean deeper?"
Mat grabbed the steel chair with his hooves as the clone Mat chuckled, "Idiots... you think this is going to silence me? It's not going to do a...
The clone Mat finally let go, bouncing against the ropes due to the dropkick, hanging on to them. He then turned to the two, waving a hoof, a cell...
The lights turned back on, and there were two Mats, one had the other in a headlock. The one in the headlock was trying to shove him off, "Get...
Mat sighed, "Wait for it..." As soon as all the ponies filed in, the lights suddenly went dark.
Mat opened his mouth a bit as Dusty forced the doors open, watching the mass of ponies pour into the stadium, including a lot of obvious well...
Mat stared at Dusty before getting off the turnbuckle, "... You sure about that? I really don't like that voice. It's ugh... It's like an inner...
He shakes his head, "Normally, yeah, this place would be packing with everyone... If I do that, though... that voice is going to show back up,...
Mat looked down at Dusty from his perched position, "Hello. Normally this place would be a bit.... full, but the show's on a bit of a stall right...
Mat's head was actually a massive arena, like one of the ones in Manehattan, set up for a wrestling show. At least, currently it was. There wasn't...
Mat closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, "Yeah, well... you don't use it a lot, right?"
Mat sighs, still sweating a bit, "Alright, alright... fine. Let's just get this over with."
Mat looks at Dusty, "... Fine... but can we take this up to a more... secret place? I don't want to be having my mind walked through in public."
Mat shakes his head, "Yeah... I don't know if that's such a good idea."
Mat chuckles, "Well... It's not really super creepy, honestly." He shakes his head, "Wait, much in the files on who, me or Zeran?"
Mat stares at Maya, "I don't know any quacks... well... I don't think I know any."
Mat just stared at Maya, "Ugh, fine... it's not really going away anyways." After the tear, Van would not really show any sort of emotion while...
Meanwhile, Van was in the corner of the main floor, curled up in a ball. He actually had fallen asleep, but his eyes were open, giving the same...
