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 Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2016 3:15 pm
(Note: This does include the GM's office)
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2016 4:45 pm
 Harli was seen arriving into the car park of the arena that was hosting tonight's re-opening of CWA's Helios show. Harli had arrived in a 2016 Nissan Y62 Patrol, he tapped the gas pedal a couple of times to let the car park echo with the sound of the big petrol V8 before he would park the big four wheel drive. He stepped out of the four wheel drive and opened the rear boot of the car with the press of a button, he then grabbed his gear from out of the back of the Patrol and shut the boot. He pressed the button to lock the vehicle as he headed into the main backstage area and headed to the locker rooms.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 7:39 am
Cyrus Everblaze along with Joe the Pizza Guy head backstage after watching the match between Awesome Caleb and Cartwright.
"That was quick, why'd we leave now?" Joe asked his friend as they looked around backstage."
"Why would I want to see that little s**t, Salem Croft in a match?"
"What about Omega and that guy, Better Than You?"
"The ******** you say to me?"
"Omega vs. Better Than You."
"Oh right, yeah. Worst name ever. My money is on the Mexican guy."
"Any particular reason why?"
"Yeah because ******** Canada, that's why! Friggen Canadians..."
"Well can we atleast come back for the main event?"
"Let's see, a vampire chick, a radioactive god, and Harli... I'll tell you what, if we can find some garlic and a stake, we'll come back and watch the match. But for now, let's just check this place out and see what we can look forward to."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 9:12 pm
 Having loads of time to kill before her match, Dallas took the time to wander around the backstage area to get herself familiarized with this new place she called home. Wrestling in an arena was one thing, a coliseum? That was absolutely mind blowing. Dallas was currently leaning over against a rather large storage crate, glued to her phone. It wasn't clear who she was talking to, but whoever was on the other line was obviously someone Dallas held dear to her on account of that charming smile on her face. "Yeah, I got here not so long ago. Did you get the pictures I sent you? Isn't it awesome? I have a good feeling about this place, I think I can see myself sticking around for a very, very long time." She paused to let the other person speak, before continuing, "I dunno, people seem kinda...nervous around me when I got here for some reason. No biggie though, it's mostly the crew that are kinda skittish." Dallas listened to her loved one speak, before letting out chime of a laugh, "You have no idea..."[ planned interaction ]
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 9:35 pm
The sultry voice of a clearly Hispanic woman flowed through the hallway backstage, alluring young Canadian wrestler Better Than You. He stepped out from the men's locker room and looked around, trying to find where the voice was coming from. Within his seconds he saw something glorious: a round, nice spanish girl booty staring right across from him. His jaw dropped, but meaning to keep his cool and narcissistic demeanor, he slowly walked up from behind the woman, keeping his eyes on her a** while occasionally darting his eyes up to her head just in case she noticed him creeping up on her. Finally, right behind her, he took one last look down at the round thing in his face. He REALLY checked her out this time, surveying the curves of her lush body. She was so distracted by her phone call, he felt as though he could get away with looking at her forever. Instead, however, he decided he would introduce himself. "Ahem...Excuse me, my name is Better Than You. Though, you can call me...'You'. What's your name?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 10:02 pm
Continuing with her phone call, Dallas didn't really notice the young man approaching her from behind. That also meant, she didn't noticing him eyeing her like a piece of meat. She turned her head towards him when she spotted him through her peripheral vision, glancing briefly at the younger talent. She could hear him speaking, but didn't pay too much attention as she also had someone else speaking to her at her other ear.
Instead of answering Better Than You, she simply held her finger up to signal him to wait for just a moment in order to properly hang up. It wasn't like he'd be waiting long though, she assumed he was patient enough to wait. "Yeah, yeah, I get what you mean. Do you think-..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 10:10 pm
Better Than You. was cut off as Dallas put his finger up to him, giving him the universal sign for 'one second'. Well, Better Than You. didn't exactly have one second, and fuming from being so rudely ignored, he lunged forward and took hold of the woman's phone, cutting HER OFF mid-sentence so she would finally give him her undivided attention. "Hey look, pal, she's gotta go. She's got someone way Better Than You to talk to." With that, Better Than You. hung up the phone and placed it down next to Dallas before sleeking back his hair and going on with what he intended to say. "As I was saying...Sup girl? My name is Better Than You., but you can call me 'You'. Sorry to have to hang up on your...boyfriend, there, but I'm sure you'll be happy to know that you've just run into someone a lot better than him. Whats your name, beautiful?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 10:24 pm
Did he seriously just-...?
Dallas looked at Better Than You with a surprise, not to mention, irritated look. The nerve of this kid! He had some balls to do that to someone, especially when that someone was Dallas. "I'm Dallas," she answered, her annoyance hinted just a bit in her tone, "And that was my brother you just hung up on! What the hell?" She pushed herself off of the card where she was leaning, noting that they were pretty much around the same height. She looked him straight in the eye, "Look...uh....'You'..."
What an odd name.
"What do you want? Better be good for you to pull a stunt like that." There was a slight buzz heard as Dallas' phone began to vibrate on the crate where it was placed. The name "Marshall" could be read on screen. Of course he'd be calling back. She assumed he was fuming. But he could wait.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2016 10:30 pm
"Uh huh, right, sure, your brother. As if a hot young number such as yourself doesn't have a boyfriend right now. Who am I kidding though, there ain't a man alive who could satisfy you...as of nineteen years ago." Real. ********. Smooth. "To be quite frank, darling, I came up to you today because I couldn't help but notice that sweeeeeeet a** from down the hall, and wanted to ask you how you did it? Most tall, muscular girls are ugly tramps, but you, hot damn, you drank your OJ and ate your bacon, eh? How much do you squat? Fifteen, Twenty?" Better Than You. tried to look as cool as possible as he 'flirted' with Dallas, noticing her phone was again going off. Reaching past her, he slid the screen to the left, sending 'Marshall' to voice mail. He leaned next to her now, awaiting the response to the question burning in his mind: "How did she get that a**, and how can I make it mine?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2016 12:01 am
"E-Excuse me?"
Did he seriously just say that to her? Out of all the things he could say to her, that's how he tries to pick her up? He really thought he was hot s**t, didn't he? If he thinks Dallas is going to drop her panties for him right then and there, he had another thing coming. Noticing him fiddle with her phone and send Marshall straight to voice mail, Dallas quickly slide her phone away from him to prevent him from doing so again if her brother called once more.
"Did someone set you up to this?" For a moment, Dallas thought maybe she was being pranked. Maybe this was some sort of rude as hell joke. "Look, if this is your idea of flirting, I'm not interested, okay? Your little act might work for those naive high school girls you probably prowl after, but not me." She scooped up her phone in her hand, ready to part from this rude young man. "Try again in a few years, junior." Her last words were laced with attitude, obvious that he had offended her.
She turned from him, ready to depart, but it seemed things didn't go as she wanted them to.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2016 12:18 am
Did...Did she really just say that? Dallas shot down Better Than You. so hard, the police might be at her door later tonight with questions of a crime. The young rookie looked down and clenched his fists, his skin glowing red with rage as his body picked up in temperature. Dallas began to walk away and those words "Try again in a few years, junior." really radiated with him. He took three giant steps back and cut Dallas off before she could really get too far away. "Okay...For one, in a few years I'll still be your 'junior', so how about you don't say something so foolish. Secondly, I don't know what your problem is, but I'm better than your brother, and I'm better than everyone else on this pathetic roster. Sweetheart, I don't really know why you're playing hard to get. When it doesn't get any better than this, how can you have any other choice?" Better Than You turned to look at the wall next to the two, where the whiteboard that had the matches listed was located. "See this guy? Omega? Don't know what he thinks, but I'm the Alpha AND Omega. I'm the best. I'm BETTER than HIM. What do you say to that, doll? You know him? Well, you better remember him fondly, because when I'm done with 'em, you aint never gonna see his face again!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2016 3:28 pm
As soon as he blocked her path, Dallas had the strong urge to ram her fist into his smug little face really good. Though, she tried her best to control herself. Starting trouble on the first day wasn't the best idea. She did, however, roll her eyes and reach up to pinch the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Dude, you are about this close," she held her thumb and index finger very closely together with her free hand. "to getting a knee to the balls."
Gesturing her hands to him, she figured repeating words over and over until he got the point might work. But who really knew how these types of guys processed things. "I said no. N-O. No! Noooo. No. Do you want me to say it in Spanish? Here, listen: No." She brushed back the strands of brown hair that had fallen over her face as she 'politely but firmly scolded' Better Than You. "Keep trashing everyone else, it's really helping your case. Nothing gets me wetter than some arrogant little punk who can't take no for an answer. That's sarcasm, by the way."
She looked over to the whiteboard by the two, Omega's name standing out amongst the others. She almost felt pity for her best friend for having to be in such close proximity to this little twerp, but at the same time, she knew Better Than You was going to get his a** handed to him. The thought brought a bit of a smirk to her face. "You must be out of your damn mind if you think you're better than Omega."
Dallas held her hand up high, "This is Omega and this..." she lowered her other hand, down low towards the ground, "is you. So keep dreaming, bucko.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2016 3:45 pm
Salem was minding his own business, humming to himself and bopping his head in time with the hip hop that was bumping in his headphones, buds tucked inside his ears to make them soundproof to the rest of the world. The Firedrake was simply dressed, wearing some faded black jeans and a t-shirt that read
Superkicks &
Enziguri Kicks &
Bicycle Kicks &
Scissor Kicks &
Buzzsaw Kicks &
Pele Kicks &
so, he naturally didn't notice with all his impromptu beatboxing and breakdancing that the hallways he'd turned into was cluttered claustrophobically with a crowd of cantankerous co-wrestlers. Salem barely bumped into the bachelor Better Than You, realizing his misstep immediately before backing up and tugging his headphones out with a sheepish smile.
"Whoa, my bad, buddy." He said, taking a second to survey the situation. "This, uh...I interrupting something?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2016 3:46 pm
Harli walked out of the locker rooms after dropping off his stuff, he began to walk down the hallway as his heavy foot steps echoed down the hallway. He stopped at a vending machine and proceeded to purchase a bottle of mountain dew, once the bottle dropped down the bottom of the machine Harli would pick it up and walk off down the hallway. Once he got further down the hallway he could hear a commotion between a male and female, not wanting to get involved he leant up against the wall as he opened the bottle mountain dew and had a drink of it before putting the lid back on, there's not better feeling than to listen in on another's conversation.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2016 8:29 pm
The Office of Dion Necurat
Dion stood looking out in the arena, watching as the events of the evening began to unfold. His hands clenched when he saw Asimov take the ring. Why did I ever hire him again, he thought to himself.
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