Sephiru
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Post by Sephiru on Apr 25, 2005 17:36:23 GMT -5
While Sephiru is in the locker room getting ready to practise in the ring for the friday match, LIFTOR walks in clutching his stomach. Sephiru scowls at him.
LIFTOR says, "Hey buddy, whats with the anger?" Sephiru replies, "I have no time for small talk, I have to prepare."
LIFTOR opens his mouth to say something, but then winces and clutches his stomach again, then runs out of the locker room.
Sephiru notices he dropped something, a small box of raisins, so he pockets them for later.
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Post by Juan Hefe on Apr 25, 2005 19:30:23 GMT -5
As Sephiru rises, he notices a somewhat disturbing vision in front of him...El Hijo Del Perra!
"Sephiru, you and I both have a common...enemy. I of course refer to the schveinhund, Ryan Kilst."
Sephiru's eyes light up with hate at the mere mention of the name. But EHDP continues.
"You will let me finish this pelea with the schveinhund. You can take the scraps. Tu comprendes amigo?"
Perhaps pushing his luck, EHDP accentuates his last point by stepping closer into Sephiru's personal space, bringing his stinking leather mask inches from Sephiru's face.
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Post by snesmaster40 on Apr 26, 2005 3:56:29 GMT -5
Meanwhile in the background Johnny is trying to get a free drink out of the drink machine.
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Post by Juan Hefe on Apr 26, 2005 6:38:18 GMT -5
Suddenly, the door to the locker room bursts wide open. All eyes turn towards it as Jimmy King and "Filthy" Rich Burton make their entrance. Jimmy King is holding a stack of papers and he holds it up over his head as he addresses everyone that's in the locker room.
"Lads, your MWA Tag-Team champions are here!"
No one seems impressed, least of all Johnny Knockout who's managed to coax a can of carbonated prune juice out of the infernal drink machine and is greedily gulping it down. Rich Burton, impatient to get back to his sizable adult movie collection, continues.
"Listen, what Jimmy is holding up there so precariously over his head are Tag-Team title petitions. We need to defend our titles on Friday's card if we want to get a performance bonus so two of you clowns better step up."
Having spoken his piece, Burton grabs the stack of papers from King's hands and slams it down on the nearest table. Burton turns to leave but before he does, he flips everyone the bird.
"You are all number ones in my book."
Jimmy King looks somewhat mortified, but knowing Rich Burton as well as he does, he isn't suprised. As he turns to leave the locker room, he takes one glance at Johnny Knockout and utters a veiled warning.
"Johnny, watch your back on Friday. You need help, you know where to reach me."
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Sephiru
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Post by Sephiru on Apr 26, 2005 8:15:19 GMT -5
"I fight Kilst when I want, so take your stinking mask out of my face."
Sephiru thrusts the box of raisins into EHDP's hand and pushes past Johnny, knocking the can out of his hand.
"Hey! I was drinking that!"
Johnny throws the spilt can at Sephiru but hits the door as it closes.
"Somebody has to teach that guy some manners", Johnny proclaims.
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Post by snesmaster40 on Apr 26, 2005 14:36:39 GMT -5
Johnny tries to get another free drink from the machine
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Scopes
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Post by Scopes on Apr 26, 2005 15:26:50 GMT -5
As Johnny is fishing for a drink with his arm stuck in the machine, Pyro walks up to the machine and inserts a dollar. He inputs his selection and yet, the drink fails to fall.
"What the...?"
Pyro gives the machine a shove, Johnny lets out a grunt, but Pyro is more concerned about why his carbonated beverage fails to fall from its' perch.
"Come on! Jump!"
Pyro begins to rock the machine and throws in a hit now and then, completely oblivious to Johnny with his arm stuck in the mouth of the machine, who doesn't seem to be enjoying Pyro's assault on the beverage dispenser. After a few grunts and yelps, Johnny frees his arm from the machine.
*Whirrrr.... Clunk!*
Pyro ceases pummeling the machine and retrieves a Pepsi. He sees Johnny rubbing his arm, giving Pyro an old fashioned "I hate you" look. Pyro takes his Pepsi and leaves the locker room.
Johnny returns to the machine and tries to steal another drink, when a strange rumbling is heard from within the dispenser.
*Rumble...rumble....crash!*
A series of drinks have become dislodged from Pyro's jostling, and strike Knockout on the arm. He quickly yanks his arm free from the machine. Somewhat successful, Johnny retrieves a drink and leaves the rest of the mess on the floor.
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Post by snesmaster40 on Apr 27, 2005 3:01:22 GMT -5
He drinks the drink and then decides to head to the medical office.
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Xander
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Post by Xander on Apr 27, 2005 15:37:49 GMT -5
The Cureman walks into the locker room but doesn't notice the mess on the floor and slips, landing awkwardly. He curses and decides to go check the security tapes to see who's responsible, bringing a bat with him...
(first post! hope it's acceptable and sorry if any mistakes (I blame I'm swedish))
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Post by Onslaught Six on Apr 27, 2005 16:21:34 GMT -5
LIFTOR appears in the hallway, smoking a cigarette and he's visibly past his earlier inconvenience.
He sees Cureman storm out of the locker room, and then steps in front of him and grabs the bat out of his hands.
"You. You're new, so I'll let you know how the shit goes Down around here. You don't beat down anybody backstage unless it's cool with the rest of us. You got some frickin' agression, you take that shit out to the ring with you and let it out."
Curry tosses the bat off to the side.
"Random shit like that is the kind of thing that gets people hurt. You save it for the ring--or you do nothing at all."
Cureman looks at LIFTOR for a moment, and then rears back and swings for a punch. LIFTOR backs around, catches the punch, elbows Cureman in the head, and Curri-Counters him onto the floor. He kneels down, punches him 'once' in the throat, and stands up.
"Maybe now you'll listen to me."
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