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Post by Semag D'Nim on Jan 19, 2010 21:34:34 GMT -4
(ooc: This is open-ended, so anybody can jump in and interact with anybody who is already participating)
*Semag walks in from the training room, his shirt off with tape visibly wrapped around his ribs. He takes a seat in front of his locker, mumbling a little to himself*
I really should have seen that coming... Hard to fully trust anybody in this business... I'll get her back by taking the belt...
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Post by darktiby on Jan 20, 2010 11:08:01 GMT -4
Darktiby hears the door and then some whispers around him. He looks around and see Semag... Who honestly looked so bad that he wanted to keep his thoughts for himself but the words just leaved his mouth.
Darktiby: It ain`t nice or healthy to speak to yourself. You can be closed in a place where many docs and loonatic people are.
Then he looks at him and smiling says.
Darktiby: You look like hell.
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Post by Semag D'Nim on Jan 20, 2010 18:23:59 GMT -4
*Semag chuckles softly before looking up toward Darktiby*
Well, we ARE in a place where many docs and lunatic people are... it is a wrestling company after all...
*He pauses just a moment before grinning*
And if I look like hell, then I look exactly how I feel. Pray you never get put through Sonia's finisher... At least I know she's taking me seriously
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Post by sonia on Jan 21, 2010 1:20:57 GMT -4
// The lights in the locker room flicker briefly. When they return to normal there is a slip of white paper tucked into Semag's locker door. It falls from its place and the scripture of warning rests before the wrestlers foot:
'His soul, freshly removed, flickered in her grasp like a small flame. His eyes that once saw all were plucked by the goddesses hand, leaving darkness in it's place. His legs, void of flesh due to her curse, left him unable to kneel for forgiveness. And before his hearing was stolen he heard the goddesses' final words, 'This is 'The End'.' - Berruches 18:24
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Post by darktiby on Jan 21, 2010 3:23:08 GMT -4
Darktiby bends and get that piece of paper from the ground.
Darktiby: Wow... Ok... I don`t know what you did to her.. But this is at least evil. I think you should talk to her... Because this could be even worst for you.
And gives the note to Semag.
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Post by Semag D'Nim on Jan 21, 2010 16:33:10 GMT -4
*Semag takes the paper and reads it. All he can do is shrug*
The problem here is not anything I have done to her. She has something I want, and it's something she doesn't want to lose. The only bad part is, even if I win the belt, it's not going to feel right since these multi-man matches almost come down to luck rather than skill...
*He crumples up the paper and tosses it into a trash can nearby*
She is good with the headgames though... If only she wasn't wasting the effort on someone with my mental... fortitude.
*He chuckles softly before digging into his locker*
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Post by darktiby on Jan 22, 2010 5:39:07 GMT -4
Darktiby: Hope you are right.
He turns and walks to his locker sighing.
Darktiby: Anyway... Good luck in your match. And since I have a match on my own... I think I need to go and prepare myself, so maybe we both will be on our feet with a belt in our hands at the end of the match.
And he slowly picks up his bag and heads to the door.
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