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Post by Justin Bauer on Jul 6, 2011 2:17:24 GMT
I've been in match after match and I have yet to win a single one... And here I thought I was making it into the big leagues and I'm just being their whipping boy.
The scene opens to Justin Bauer sitting on a bench in the locker room, looking beyond upset. He has his wrestling trunks on with a white towel draped over his shoulders, rubbing his eyes with his fingers.
"Maybe I need help from my uncle after all.."
Suddenly the door opens, and still recovering from rubbing his eyes, Justin can't see who it is.
Who's there...?
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Post by "Captain" Joe Stall on Jul 6, 2011 6:53:04 GMT
Joe Stall has walked into the locker-room. He is fresh off his title defense at WarZone.
Oops. Wrong door. Been in these business for years, and sometimes I still have trouble finding my locker-room when we move around like this. Of course I should probably just look for the one with my name on it. Oh well. Guess I've taken one to many to the head tonight.
Joe looks at Bauer.
Do I know you?
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