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 Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 3:38 pm
"Yeah well Bj and Amy are well you know" randy told him
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 3:42 pm
Hunter chuckled "Ahhh females" he smiled "well I did tell you BJ was crazy about you. What are you gonna do about it. Your RAndy Orton you should have an attack plan. I'm sure girls fall all over you daily"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 3:46 pm
Orton smirked arrogantly "Of course im Randy orton thrid generation superstar! the Youngest WHC in history! I pride myself in killing legends and see how I have the ladies falling for me!?' he said
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 3:50 pm
Hunter frowned slightly he knew what Randy was like and he knew BJ well too "you just be careful you might be biting off more than you can chew." He had hoped he wouldn't say anything like taht to BJ she might not handle it "Well im gonna go check on short stuff, she seemed pretty upset"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 3:52 pm
Randy smiled "Okay" he said and headed toward the parking lot
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 4:08 pm
HUnter shook his head and went back to the locker room
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 4:40 pm
Travis Nightsky Travis blinked. What was with this guy? "Look, I like shiney things as much as the nexy guy, but... I don't go around trying to take other peoples shiney things." "Hmph" Was all he outtered as he brushed past Travis. He couldn't get the big shiney so he delt with getting a smaller shiney which was car keys that came out of Travi's pocket. He slinked away proudly
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 1:04 am
"Yeah.." He said, watching him leave. He went out into the parking lot and scouted his 1971 Buick GSX and reached into his pocket for the keys. "Wait..." He ripped out his pocket and looked at it, "Come on!!" He yelled, puttins his hands on his face and thinking where he could've lost his keys.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 5:33 am
Dazing was sitting in the middle of the hall playing with his new shiney, he seemed to be enthralled by the noise it made.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 6:59 pm
Travis literally emptied out his locker looking for his keys. Twice. He dumped out his gym bag, seached every inch of his clothes, everything. Finally, he went back out to his car and pulled up his cell phone, and dialed a number. "Yeah, um... I lost the keys to my car." He listened for a moment, occasionally nodding, "Yeah. Tried that. Can't find 'em. It's a 1971 Buick GSX. YOu can? All right, thanks..." He hung up and sat on the hood of his car, waiting.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 9:21 pm
Dazing scurried back to his own locker room and dropped the keys into a pile of other shiney stuff
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 10:45 pm
Travis sighed boredly while sitting on the hood of his car.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 3:47 pm
Eventually a black SUV pulled into the parking lot. A man in a black suit stepped out of it and approached Travis. "Hey, mna. I got what you need..." He said, pulling out a small plastic bag, with a keyring with at least 14 different keys on it. "Yeah man..." Travis replied. "I got it." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He pulled out a few $20 bills and handed them to the man, who in return, gave Travis the bag with the keys. Travis pulled out the keys and tossed the bag aside as he got in the car. The SUV and Travis left the parking lot at the same time.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 9:04 am
Jacques sat quietly backstage in a chair. In his knee rested a notebook, and on his other knee was a box of colored pencils. He sat quietly, ignoring the world, as he was hunched over drawing.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 6:06 am
BJ walks up to Jacq after the match, a towel around her shoulders< she watches him for a minute then asks simply "Why?"
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