Sephiru
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Heel
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Post by Sephiru on May 1, 2005 16:37:42 GMT -5
Sephiru is in the bar, drinking shots of vodka by himself, when he sees EHDP by the jukebox. He walks over slowly and taps him on the shoulder.
EHDP turns around and says, "Hey amigo, hows it going?"
Sephiru, remembering Hefe's reccomendation, asks him, "I need someone to back me up in Jessica's rematch, because I KNOW that Kilst will be there with her, so this will be a great chance to punish him even further."
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Post by Juan Hefe on May 2, 2005 7:44:11 GMT -5
EHDP adjusts his mask and suddenly grasps Sephiru's forearm in a Native American style handshake.
"You are on Esse! Esta semana we like hermanos, Esse! Pero la semana próxima... we like enemigos feroces!"
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Sephiru
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Post by Sephiru on May 3, 2005 8:03:13 GMT -5
"Uh... yea."
Sephiru picks up a drink from the top of the jukebox and downs it, then screws his face up in disgust.
"Ugh! What is this stuff?"
EHDP laughs and says, "That my friend, is a special tequila, stronger than the strongest of all tequilas!"
They walk to the bar to discuss match tactics.
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Scopes
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Favourite side of boat: Port
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Post by Scopes on May 3, 2005 9:29:54 GMT -5
A rusty heap of metal that was once a car pulls into the backstage parking lot. A thin youth carrying a gym bag steps out and seems to have trouble shutting his car door.
"Dammit...come on."
He continuously slams the door, but the darn thing won't stay shut.
"Sonofa..."
He slams the door as hard as he can, the door clicks shut, and the driver's side window shatters.
"....."
He turns and walks away from the heap, he proceeds into the arena. With a strange excitement in his step.
Jack Masterson is about to start his career in the MWA.
"The Ripper" has arrived.
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Post by Onslaught Six on May 3, 2005 18:26:52 GMT -5
Kenta Kobashi is in the bar, wearing a pair of jeans and a black "BURNING" sleeveless shirt, sitting at a table in the corner by himself. He begins speaking to himself--as he often does--about the participants in the bar.
"This is rather ridiculous."
He shakes his head.
"There's so many workers here...All of them, skilled in the ring, yes, but...I don't know. They're from all over the world...America, Canada, Japan, Mexico, Britain...I mean...NOAH is based in Japan, yes, and it has workers from around the world. But...'We' are still in the majority. My people."
He lets out a sigh. "I've never faced so many gaijin opponents of this calibur..." He lets out a short chuckle at himself. "Ah. I forget. For I am in Canada now, and not in my home land." He chuckles again. "It would seem that now, I am the gaijin."
Kobashi downs a drink, and takes out a deck of playing cards and practices shuffling them.
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