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Mun is 18 | NO LEWD | Suggestive is fine | Not Actually Mads (just a fan) | DMS OPEN!!!
Santino Marella
November 11, 2025 at 11:04 PM
Santino Marella
Dan Hibiki
I like my men pathetic
I like my men pathetic
November 11, 2025 at 10:53 PM
Dan Hibiki
I like my men pathetic
I like my men pathetic
to continue."
Mads's music hits.
"Introducing first, from Lyons, Georgia, weighing in at 317 pounds, he is the Black Hand of Contra, Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads walks down to the ring with a very serious look on his face. He jumps onto the apron and climbs over the top rope. He stares at the
Mads's music hits.
"Introducing first, from Lyons, Georgia, weighing in at 317 pounds, he is the Black Hand of Contra, Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads walks down to the ring with a very serious look on his face. He jumps onto the apron and climbs over the top rope. He stares at the
November 11, 2025 at 6:55 PM
to continue."
Mads's music hits.
"Introducing first, from Lyons, Georgia, weighing in at 317 pounds, he is the Black Hand of Contra, Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads walks down to the ring with a very serious look on his face. He jumps onto the apron and climbs over the top rope. He stares at the
Mads's music hits.
"Introducing first, from Lyons, Georgia, weighing in at 317 pounds, he is the Black Hand of Contra, Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads walks down to the ring with a very serious look on his face. He jumps onto the apron and climbs over the top rope. He stares at the
Match thread starts here.
November 11, 2025 at 6:41 PM
Match thread starts here.
"Prepare yourself, clown...You will not be walking out of that ring. You will be escorted out on a stretcher, that is, if you're lucky enough to live."
November 11, 2025 at 4:02 AM
"Prepare yourself, clown...You will not be walking out of that ring. You will be escorted out on a stretcher, that is, if you're lucky enough to live."
A glitchy video comes on screen of Mads staring directly into the camera. He is bleeding from the top of his head and down his mask.
"Clown...I know it was you who attacked me. I felt those kendo stick shots before...You want your match? Fine. You've got your match. Thursday. Start praying."
"Clown...I know it was you who attacked me. I felt those kendo stick shots before...You want your match? Fine. You've got your match. Thursday. Start praying."
November 9, 2025 at 4:51 AM
A glitchy video comes on screen of Mads staring directly into the camera. He is bleeding from the top of his head and down his mask.
"Clown...I know it was you who attacked me. I felt those kendo stick shots before...You want your match? Fine. You've got your match. Thursday. Start praying."
"Clown...I know it was you who attacked me. I felt those kendo stick shots before...You want your match? Fine. You've got your match. Thursday. Start praying."
//I had an idea where Mads recruits people to Contra based on how much effort they put into a match with him.
November 8, 2025 at 8:32 PM
//I had an idea where Mads recruits people to Contra based on how much effort they put into a match with him.
"Yabo, in our match, you've shown me that you are clearly not ready for singles action. You are not a breakout star. Not without your brother. The win I received over you was too easy. I don't accept handouts, clown. Go back home to your miserable circus and cry your makeup off."
November 8, 2025 at 6:33 AM
"Yabo, in our match, you've shown me that you are clearly not ready for singles action. You are not a breakout star. Not without your brother. The win I received over you was too easy. I don't accept handouts, clown. Go back home to your miserable circus and cry your makeup off."
Mads slowly turned and stared down at him.
November 7, 2025 at 10:35 PM
Mads slowly turned and stared down at him.
"3!"
DING DING DING!
The announcer grabs the mic and starts speaking again.
"Here is your winner, the Black Hand of Contra, Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads' music hits once more as the referee raised his hand.
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DING DING DING!
The announcer grabs the mic and starts speaking again.
"Here is your winner, the Black Hand of Contra, Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads' music hits once more as the referee raised his hand.
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November 7, 2025 at 12:46 PM
"3!"
DING DING DING!
The announcer grabs the mic and starts speaking again.
"Here is your winner, the Black Hand of Contra, Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads' music hits once more as the referee raised his hand.
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DING DING DING!
The announcer grabs the mic and starts speaking again.
"Here is your winner, the Black Hand of Contra, Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads' music hits once more as the referee raised his hand.
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Mads catches him and hits him with the Black Hole Slam.
November 7, 2025 at 11:43 AM
Mads catches him and hits him with the Black Hole Slam.
"And his opponent."
The announcer spoke again, and Mads' music hit.
"From Lyons, Georgia, weighing in at 317 lbs, He is the Black Hand of Contra! Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads made his way to the ring to a roar of boos from the crowd.
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The announcer spoke again, and Mads' music hit.
"From Lyons, Georgia, weighing in at 317 lbs, He is the Black Hand of Contra! Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads made his way to the ring to a roar of boos from the crowd.
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November 7, 2025 at 11:25 AM
"And his opponent."
The announcer spoke again, and Mads' music hit.
"From Lyons, Georgia, weighing in at 317 lbs, He is the Black Hand of Contra! Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads made his way to the ring to a roar of boos from the crowd.
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The announcer spoke again, and Mads' music hit.
"From Lyons, Georgia, weighing in at 317 lbs, He is the Black Hand of Contra! Mads Krule Krügger!"
Mads made his way to the ring to a roar of boos from the crowd.
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"I did what any man would do to such a pathetic wretch like yourself. If I turned down a challenge from a clown, then I would be no better than you, and as a clown, I expected you to know all about cheap tricks. It seems I was mistaken. It is not a monster that dies tomorrow, but a clown. +
November 7, 2025 at 3:17 AM
"I did what any man would do to such a pathetic wretch like yourself. If I turned down a challenge from a clown, then I would be no better than you, and as a clown, I expected you to know all about cheap tricks. It seems I was mistaken. It is not a monster that dies tomorrow, but a clown. +
