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Basiclly this is the only place in GWA forum you can RP. Backstage brawls are permitted here too but I dont want it everytime you make a post, there has got to be a logical build up or playing on current storylines, that does not mean you can go and just injure a future opponent though, keep things interesting. The most important thing here is to have fun.

Sparco Walks down the corridor leading to all the lockerooms. He notices the lockeroom that The DoomChyld was in. He opens the door and walks in.

Sparco Hears the little comment and stands close to the man He is slightly taller so Sparco raises his head. He stare intently into his eyes and says slowly: "What.. You.. Say.. To.. Me?"

Sparco looks down to his feet taking the card and take a step back.
"Well.. "
He rips the shades of his fac and stares back at the tall man. He holds the card upto the mans face and rips it up before flicking it into the tall mans face.

Seeing this as his only oppotunity to not look lame he grabs a nearby fire estinguisher and goes to clobber the man over the head..

Sparco walks past man swiftly and out into the corridor as he gets out there he looks into a camera with a 'wow that guy was insane' look, and hears the crowd scream outside. He smiles and walks down the corridor.

Puppet makes his way down an emtpy corridor, twirling a pair of sunglasses in one hand and holding a bottle of spring water in the other. He walks slowly, taking note of all the name plaques on each locker room door. He slows as he makes past one door in particular, taking great intrest in the name written on the plaque. He continues forward, still looking back at the door, when he suddenly bumps into a janitor who was sweeping the floor, causing Puppet to drop his bottle of water, it spilling its contents out on to the floor. Puppet looks up at the Janitor with an enfuriated glare.

"I hope your going to clean that up"

The Janitor conceles his face as he says in a whisper,

"Yes sir, of course"

He turns, heading back towards the janitor closet, presumably to get a mob to clean the spill. Puppet shots a hand out and grabs his shoulder spinning him around.

"Hey? Heh, is that..."

The Janitor pulls his hat down to further cover his face, but Puppet rips it off, throwing it to the ground. The janitor quickly turns away, sheilding his face once more.

"It is you, wow, hey, I didn't know you had hit this low, I guess your business going under really put you on the poor shelf, huh?"

The Janitor turns around again, trying to leave to save further embarrasment, he replied to Puppet in a whisper,

"Yea... I got stuff to do, so if you'll excus..."

Puppet cut him off as he began to talk.

"Hey, listen, if I knew you needed a hand I would've helped, I really would of..."

"Yea, I'm sure you would..."

"No, don't be like that, listen I know we had our differences, and things kind of ended on a sour note but, hey, I could have lended you a buck or two..."

Puppet leans down and picks the janitors hat up off of the floor and roughly places it on his head.

"Heh, but hey, you seem to be working your way back up, I mean atleast your still in the business... er... in some fashion at least... Listen, McKean, it was good seeing you again and... uh...could you get to mopping up this mess? Yea thanks"

Puppet nudges Mark out of the way, laughing, as he continues his way down the corridor

*DC observes the update card for the next house show. He has heard very little of this "Heartbreaker" in his time here with GWA. Come to think of it, he hasn't met too many other competitors for the promotion since his arrival. He wonders whether or not this is a promotion he would want to be involved with*...