Tarzan vs Milek (Dominance)

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Tarzan vs the Banton Brothers

Tarzan: The Bantons have arrived in the jungle, they about to set-up logging and poaching operations in Tarzan's jungle as their camp is currently being built by their slaves and hired labor and each of them in their respective huts. Tarzan arrives and proceeds to Coy's hut, Tarzan knew the leader is the eldest, Banton Brothers and he will be confronting him. Tarzan disables and knocks the guards out, nimbly and swiftly enters the hut as Coy stands beside his table, thinking

Banton Brothers: I turn somewhat surprised. Tarzan, what brings your here? To rid the jungle of pochers- I thought you learned your leason last time banton.  I’m dressed in khakI pants and boots. shirtless. ripped and lean but smaller than Tarzan

Tarzan: "Go back to where you came from Banton. Before you suffer my wrath. You have no business here." Tarzan uttered his voice deep and noble

Banton Brothers: we're here for botanicals Tarzan. no harm in that is there?

Tarzan: Tarzan stepped closer to Coy,his 6'3", 240lbs, 50c/34w/20biceps bigger than the Banton man

Banton Brothers: banton, is 6', 190 lbs of lean muscle.

Tarzan vs Milek (Uprising)

Milek: I catch a shadow moving across the round and look up as you sail through the air.........landing perfectly against my chest into my arms. Instincts take over as I wrap my arms around your mid section stumbling back from the impact several men keep me from falling. My anaconda grip is painful as I tighten my grip, your bruised ribs screaming.......your plan to catch me by surprise did not play out as planned. You wrap your hands around my muscled neck and thrashing your body to break free. I plant my feet solidly and continue to apply pressure to the lower back. attempting to inhale a quick breath, I continue to squeeze and you manage to take in a small amount......wild thoughts race through your mind.......you begin to punch wildly but seem to have no affect.............I continue to apply pressure to the lower back.     Attempting to inhale a quick breath, I continue to squeeze and you  manage to take in a small amount......wild thoughts race through your  mind....... you  begin to punch wildly but seem to have no affect............. I continue to apply pressure imagining your  spine crumbling. You smell the musk radiating from my arm pits, and feel the heat from my body. How can this boy be a match for the lord of the jungle? Tarzan the invincible? Yet, I am slowing squeezing the life from u...... your  sinewy muscles growing tired..........I tighten my grip applying pressure to your  lower back. I envision crushing your  spine. defeating you  and presenting your  carcus to my bride to be. My dominance of the jungle lord is charging my battery. I feel superior and dominant. handling you  is easier that I anticipated. What next? Give up? I’m 6', 295. 51" ch, 35"w, 22" guns. muscular @ 265 but a few extra pounds. How does my squeeze feel jungle lord? still think i'm a boy?

Tarzan vs Bolo Yeung (Beast from the East)

Tarzan: Tarzan had heard Bolo's trashing of Bruce Lee from the sheriff

Bolo Yeung: my caravan is now traveling into the jungle

Tarzan: Tarzan spots it and plans a trap sends a log flying your way by a contraption he cleverly devised

Bolo Yeung: wearing my signature black pants and karate shirt. We had to abandon our jeep and continue on elephant

Tarzan: Tarzan calls on the elephant! AAAAHHHHAAAAHHHH!

Bolo Yeung: it's hot- I have a girl fanning me.....

Tarzan: And the elephant is now uncooperative and tries to unbuckle Bolo

Bolo Yeung: the girl screams and jumps off....  I’m enraged........  I leap off the elephant as well......

Tarzan: Tarzan swings at you and kicks you in the chest! WHOOMP! You land on your back as Tarzan lands on his feet stood up and you see his 6'3" 240lbs, 50c/34w/20bicep frame

Bolo Yeung: I give you my angry look- as I get to my feet so, you are the great white ape?

Tarzan: Yes Bolo! I am Tarzan. I heard what you did to your Master, Bruce Lee.

Tarzan vs the Village Champ

Village Champ: I am 6ft6 230 48c 38w and I have already fought the stromngest men in the village for the right to fight Tarzan. Now I'm nervously heading to a clearing in the jungle, to meet and face the great man one to one. Wearong only a loincloth myself. I look round breathing hard 

Tarzan: Tarzan is waiting for you. He stood confident, his posture tensed and his muscles flexed. He looked taller and bigger than he is with such a proud stance. 6'3" 240lbs, 50c/34w/20biceps, Tarzan has one of the best, toughest and strongest bodies in the jungle. 

Village Champ: I gasp as i move out from the trees and see the great man. I admire his glistening body. But I know that I have to defeat him to take my place at head of the village. I approach him 

Tarzan: "You ready, boy?" Tarzan asked cockily as your approach near him.

Village Champ: "yes, I'm ready" slightly annoyed at the cocky attitude. Move in close to stare in Tarzans eyes

Tarzan: In a burst of speed, Tarzan started the fight. He uppercut you in the guts a couple of times. As you bend over in pain, wrapped his arms around your wrist and lifted you up in Power Bomb Slam. SLAM!!! Your back hit the ground hard. 

Village Champ: URGHHHH dust flies up as I hit the floor. Tarzans speed takes me by surprise. I roll over an up to one knee. As I come up I launch a hard fist into Tarzan's taut six pac BAM 

Tarzan: Tarzan smirked at your weak punch. He grabbed the back of your neck. Headlocked you and BAM! DDT! Slammed the top of your head to the ground.

Tarzan vs Mike the College Jock

Tarzan: Tarzan land in front of you with thud, his muscles flexed and his posture tense and ready for combat. "Go home, boy. The jungle is not for you." He ordered you as his muscular frame approached you, drawfing your size.
Mike the College Jock: im 6ft 177#s n 43c 15c 31w 6pack my barefeet in the damp ground n i flex n look round . turns fast as he lands .. backs up a step . in fight stance n fists up -looks Tarzan over fast - "NO way - im here on a mission -come with me or i take ur jungle " -- n he comes at me n i leaps n kicks dirty foot at his throat 
Tarzan: Tarzan saw your move, he paried the kick and while holding your ankles. He drove solid fists in your in your guts. PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! The blows winded you up and Tarzan unceremoniously dropped you, letting you moan in torment.

Mike the College Jock: aaawwww that hand holds my ankle n mmmfff uummmffff uunnfffffff drillin that jungle fist of power to my abs n spit flys out as he lets me drop mmmf n i roll over n over n over n get on a knee n look at Tarzan .. as im showin pain in eyes n my abs got BASHED by TARZANS POWER PUNCHES 

Tarzan: Tarzan roughly grabbed your head, headlocked you to his sides and lifted you whole body up. VERTICAL SUPLEX! SLAM!!! The jungle stud slammed your back first into the hard jungle ground.

Mike the College Jock: lookin at Tarzans huge bod .. n slams fists to his sides n abs as mmmf pulled in head lock n dig toes in dirt ground AAAAHHH - feels the power of the Jungle Kings . n lifts me up ''aaawwwwfffff '' n -- MMFFF hits dirt ground hard..... lays there winded on back.. abs n chest heave up n down n head turns side to side 

Tarzan: Tarzan grabed you by the hair and pulled you to your feet. Stuffed your head between his thighs, the jungle hunk grabbed your arms and did a Pedigree! SLAM!! You bounced in the dirt like a rubber ball.

Mike the College Jock: hears birds n some animals flee from this area .. n looks at Tarzans bod mmf pullin me up n 'aawwhhfff ' head in thick thighs . punches at yur thick calfs til you lock my arms up n FFFFFFFT Drilles my face down under yur 240#s of muscle n i bounce n i kick toes n dirt in mouth n im shaken up n stay kneelin this way - then falls on my side covered in dirt ...  

Tarzan vs The One White Boss

Tarzan: Tarzan from the treetops lands in front of you. His muscles tensed and ready for a fight. But still he gives you warning, "Go home boy, stay away from Tarzan's jungle or suffer his wrath." the jungle hero ordered you

The One White Boss: smirk ear to ear walk at you slowly " So you are the famous Jungle King the King of the Animals well to me you look like a BIG APE" i shout and my knee raise ram at your abs my hands at your neck bring fast your face in my raised and waiting knee 

Tarzan: OOOFFF.. UGGGHHH!! The surprise gut asault caught Tarzan and the knee on his face rattled his brain. But such manuever would not beat the jungle hunk. He embraced you and threw you overhead! It was a belly-to-belly suplex, SLAM!

The One White Boss: UNNGGGG DAMN YOU ...i shout stand slowly shake my head my back in the tree clean my face " You gona pay for that " 

Tarzan: Tarzan immediately went after you. And before you can recover, he was in front of you with fists raised. He pummeled your body: chest, ribs and abs. Making you his punching bag with his combination of jabs, hooks and uppercuts! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!

The One White Boss: Fuuckkkkk YOU BITCH APE scream your fists bombard my body my abs scream loud when get em in my ribs ...i bend side pissed reverse elbow at your adams apple holding my side and nurse it 

Tarzan: URRK! Tarzan's stumbled back, holding his neck and gagging. He coughed trying to clear his throat, moving backwards to recover from your counter.

Tarzan vs Vividmuscle

Tarzan: Tarzan faces you in the jungle clearing, his 6'3",240lbs 50c/34w/20biceps bronzed body shone in the midday sun. You have come and challenge the jungle stud to a fight and a fight you will get

Vividmuscle: Facing you in the clearing, 6'1", 235, 49.5c, 20.75b, 32w, 28q. Looking over Tarzan, enjoying reviewing what will soon be my new boitoy.

Tarzan: Tarzan looks at your smaller frame, you stance is cocky and proud. Tarzan will wipe your cocky attitude away as he will beat you up into pulp. Tarzan begins his attack. He charged at you and tackled you upfront. WHAM! 

Vividmuscle: Tarzan runs across the clearing, his muscled body glistening in the sunlight. He leaps to tackle me -- but I have had ample time to prepare. As his muscled body connects with mine, I wrap my huge guns around him, twist him up and SLAM in onto the dirt -- driving the air out of that mighty chest. Before Tarzan can respond, my knee drops DEEP into his unflexed abs -- SMASHING them hard. "How's it feel monkey boi?" I jeer 

Tarzan vs Poacher Rough

 

Tarzan: Tarzan's sculpt body shone in the sun's rays as he traverse the forest canopy. Finally, he stopped in front of a small camp with caged animals in it. He searched and located the mastermind of it all and before he proceeded to confront him, Tarzan pounded is chest and bellowed his jungle call. AAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAAHHHH!!! The call excited the animals. Tarzan grabbed a vine and swung towards, your hut. Tarzan slammed the door and saw you sitting, drinking coffee. Tarzan in his deep voice said. "I am Tarzan, protector of this land. I have come to free my animal friends. I don't care who you are but if you continue this. You will suffer my wrath"

Rough: have come to the jungle to capture animals for the circus they pay a high price and i can use the money have been warned by some of the natives who were helping me to capture the animals that this jungle is protected by Tarzan and he will surely hand down retribution for this evil deed i scoff and send them away just have to put the cages in the truck and i can do that by myself i go to my hut and make some coffee sitting there drinking it when i hear this cry from the jungle and know that Tarzan is about to make an appearance sit there calmly drinking my coffee "look monkey man this is free territory and the animals dont belong to you so why dont you get back in your tree while you still can!" look up at you and smirk

Tarzan vs Pvt. Crusher (Part 3)

Tarzan: As you carried Tarzan over your shoulders, Tarzan wakes and manages to hit you hard on the back of your head with his elbow. Tarzan used the momentum of the blow of get-off you and headed to the river for his escape. Head hurting, you let Tarzan escape your grasp and though you could have easiliy prevented his escape, you chose not too. You would let Tarzan recover and train again, so that in the next time you two meet. You will destroy him once and for all in front of Tarzan's former subject. In the meantime, you consolidated your hold on the jungle, conquering each tribe and forcing them to pledge their loyalty and support to you. After six months, you now reside in the grandest village in the jungle, full of luxury and wealth.

Pvt. Crusher: Enraged at Tarzan's escape ... but conquering the tribes that once looked to him for protection is a sweet revenge ... and I know he will rise again to try and challenge my rule. I train constantly, in the grandest village of them all, the tribesman who were once closest to Tarzan, using the well-muscled men of the village as training partners, brutally hurting them, even killing a few, as I hone my hand to hand combat skills and await Tarzan's return. My cruel treatment of the village's warriors is sure to enrage Tarzan. Force him out of hiding.

Tarzan: Tarzan on the other hand, almost devastated by his near death from you, was able to pick-up the pieces. He had gone under rader for his training for his rematch against you. He had heard rumours of you conquests but he stayed focus on his goal: to be stronger, faster and better fighter than you. Finally, after six months, Tarzan was able to be back to his old self: his wounds have healed, he was stronger now, fitter, faster, and better. He made his plan to end your reign of terror in the jungle. Stealthily Tarzan entered your village, then your palace. His plan is to ambush you in your sleep, snapping your neck as quickly as possible. He spied you and your bed, unmoving in your slumber. Silently, Tarzan positioned himself and ready to snap your neck

The much delayed (or is it almost forggotten?) Introduction

Hey there! I don't think I have introduced myself. Lance here, Tarzan / the Rock fan among other things. I like cyber matches, roleplaying as Tarzan or the Rock and looking for brutal villains/heels who can outmatch/manhandle/overpower Tarzan or the Rock. The more sadistic the better. Ofcourse, Tarzan and the Rock are tough hunks and it ain't easy to defeat them. Alot of times, they wipe the floor with these tough-villains wannabes. Add me up, therocktarzan@yahoo.com, at Yahoo Messenger if you're interested.

I created this blog, well, to post these cybermatches and centralized archive of sorts for me. I will post cybermatches and fan fiction I made for Tarzan and the Rock. I hope to hear from you and please provide whatever feedback (good and bad and everything in the middle) you can spare. It's always, a joy to hear some inputs and comments.

I apologize for the inactivity of late. Been very busy these past few days and I was unable to dig through the chat archives nor even do cyber matches. 

Anyhow, I will post a couple of entries this weekend. And for the mean time enjoy this smoldering gaze of our resident Tarzan, Gordon Scott, as he is taking a break from all the enemies coming on his way. As well as, training harder to become tougher and stronger in the protection of his jungle domain against these vile fiend.