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 Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 8:51 pm
[This is the section where contracted wrestlers can interact and do their business. Whatever one would expect there to be in a backstage area, it can be found here. This thread will only be active during the Monday Massacre #11 show at the Verizon Center in Little Rock, Arkansas.
NOTE: This includes the General Manager's Office now.]
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 9:07 pm
[The Head of Talent Relations can be found in his office, near the GM's.]
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ProtoWolf 2.0 Vice Captain
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ProtoWolf 2.0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 11:42 am
King appeared backstage watching one of the TV monitors placed in his office as LEGACY made his very poignant speech about King's apparent choice in booking his son in the main event match over other possible deserving members of the roster. But King did nothing but smirk and bite down on the tip of his thumb, watching LEGACY with a great amount of amusement and possibly admiration.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 8:44 am
 Backstage the police officers were escorting Blackjack through the building out to the rear service exit where a squad car was waiting to take him to county lock-up. Blackjack was strolling along with them, whistling an unrecognizable tune as they walked. At one point they passed a backstage handler, and Blackjack stopped in his tracks. The officers shoved him forward, but not before Blackjack was able to shout. "Oi, Bobby er whatever, in my trailer is a big instrument case. See that it's delivered to Andrew Styles before his match tonight. He'll know the combination." Then he looked back at the officers holding his restrained arms, "You may continue." And he returned to letting the officer escort the BBW Champion to jail.
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ProtoWolf 2.0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 11:15 am
Kelly King 2.0 was standing near the exit by the time the Police arrived with the new BBW Champion, Blackjack. He had the door held open, leading to several armed officers and police cars, lights lit and sirens blaring already. As they approached with the assailant, King had his arms crossed, as the two suited men met each other for the first time. He followed them as Blackjack made his instruction about Andrew Styles clear, and they started to load him into the squad car. King held them off for just one more moment, looking at Blackjack with disgust. 2.0 reached out and ripped the BBW Championship from Blackjack's waist, where the officials had pinned it. "You won't be needing this in the holding cell. You'll get this back next week if you don't go to prison first." King spat at Blackjack, obviously incensed about what had happened to sully the integrity of their first live Television broadcast. "Get this scum out of my arena." He instructed the cops and security, waiting to see if Blackjack would resist King's action or respond to him in anyway.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 12:42 pm
Blackjack's eyes narrowed and he growled deeply towards King. His entire body tensed, and the cops around all haltered as they anticipated the psychopathic Blackjack to lash out. Just when it seemed he would, Blackjack relaxed, then he laughed a manic boisterous laugh. "You go ahead and hold onto MY title you nepotistic b*****d. You need to go have my name engraved on it anyway, it's gonna be around my waist for a long time. Just don't go handing another title to one of your little brats, because when I get back anyone touching MY title will wish they got off as lucky as Hiro, and you will be even worse off then them." Then he turned to the lead officer and said, "Let's go Barney, I'm sure Sheriff Andy is wait'n at the station to teach me the errors of my ways with a hot apple pie." Then he started walking without waiting for his escort to guide him, whistling a new tune.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 12:54 pm
"When my children win a championship, it will be because they earned it. Not because they tried to kill someone. You can have this back when you learn how to play nicely with others." King responded, trying shrug off the idea that he was showing favoritism to the House Our Father Built, which he had widely ignored since they had shown up in Bad Blood Wrestling. King held the BBW Championship under his arm confidently, but he couldn't help but feel completely unsettled by Blackjack's whistling tune. He gave little shiver, before taking the belt and stalking over to the locker room. He had a General Manager to yell at.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2014 6:56 pm
Harli had just returned from the ring as he watched Kelly King and Blackjack go at each other's throats while Blackjack was being escorted to the police car. Harli had a slight look of confusion on his face as Blackjack was thrown in to the police car, He then headed into the same direction as Kelly King as he too needed to see the General Manager.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 3:09 am
The True Crimson has watched all the scene that was going backstage, arms folded, back leaning on the wall, being in a dark corner right now, watching his Mentor being taken away in the squad car, he had over-heard Blackjack's talking as well Kelly King's talk, simply stepping away from the wall, he walked to the man that Blackjack had instructed, tapping his shoulder once.
''Get moving, didn't you hear the man? Lead me to the case, I need quite a guide, heh..."
That was the True Crimson's instruction, evil and poison behind his words, not even allowing the other male to breathe of relief at all as then they walked to Blackjack's trailer, Andrew pushing the man in a stead-fast manner until they arrived the trailer, a smirk crossing Andrew's face as he now pushed the guy aside...no, this was a complete lie.
Andrew grabbed the guy's head from behind before he could walk away and slammed the face on the trailer a few times before pushing him to the side, now a fallen male with a scrapped face was near the trailer and Andrew was within the trailer, searching around for the instrument case but for a change, Andrew put every item that was Blackjack's in black bags, fitting about five or six bags and started running to his own trailer with the bags.
The man named Bobby or whatever...was scrambling on the floor, calling for assistance which was heard by a few of BBW staff members as Andrew was now in his trailer dropping the bags and then running back to fetch the instrument case which was heavy but manageable to lift and run which was now on his shoulders, not letting Blackjack's things be taken away by the police or any other person, the staff members trying to get in Andrew's way as then a big boot was gives to one of the staff member's chest, making him stumble over, saying in an annoyed manner.
''Out of my way. Don't follow me or try to get in my way."
The staff members just moved away from Andrew and then he arrived his trailer...Upon reaching the trailer with the instrument case, Andrew put it on the floor and closed the door shut, lock and key as then a little ruckus was heard and then in the air, a clicking sound was heard, Andrew had opened the case...
The contents a mystery but surely Andrew would take care of his Mentor's belongings and more specially, make use of the instruments passed down by Blackjack.
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