Announcements

[Coatesy]

The Professional is seen in his locker room talking to a female. Suddenly his phone rings...

TP: I have to take this. Come see me later!

**The female walks out the door and closes it behind her**

TP: Hey. What's up?
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TP: Yeah I know. I understand what you're saying
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TP: Don't worry about me. I'll cope until then. You just make sure that you take care of your own business, and once it's finished, hopefully you come out on top, and then we can catch up to take care of other things!
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TP: Sure thing. Until then

The Professional slides shut his phone, and sits down with a little smirk on his face.


E.O.T.

[Coatesy]

The cameras peer into the gap in Ace James' door, to over hear Ace James on his phone...

TP: I know that...
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TP: Just... Make sure you get yourself sorted out! I can't be seen hanging round with losers
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TP: If I remember right, I won my last match
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**The Professional starts bouncing a basketball as he walks around talking on his phone**

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TP: DON'T! You know how much this plan has to work
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Look, I don't care if you are... Hang on

**The Professional spots the camera in his door, and heads towards the camera before smirking into the camera, and closing the door**


E.O.T.

[JaidenC]

OOC: New rp.

The camera cuts to Jaiden Charge walking backstage through the halls of TAW Resurrection. He stops at a certain locker room that has a sign that says "The Professional" on it. Instead of knocking, he decides to just walk right in. He has his Fearless belt over his shoulder however is not wearing wrestling gear. He is wearing casual jeans pants and a "From the Ashes" T Shirt.

As he enters it seems he has found Ace James as all his says is, "TP, we need to talk."

TBC: The Professional

[Coatesy]

**The Professional stands up off his bench and sqaures up to Jaiden Charge**

So. Jaiden Charge. At last we meet again. It's been a while

**The Professional glances at the Fearless Championship and smirks**

Nice title. Keeping it safe I hope?

: Jaiden Charge looks at his belt, and then up at Ace before smirking and agreeing :

Anyway, what was so urgent that you had to barge into my locker room to see me about?!


T.B.C. Jaiden Charge...

[JaidenC]

"You're right, it has been a while. Now you and I have obviously had a bit of a past, but let's not look at that. I've noticed you and Scott Buster aren't on the best terms with each other as of late. Now as you may know, Gangrel's after this gold I've got right here.", Jaiden points to his title.

"Just so you know, Generation Lawless includes both Gangreen and Butter Boy, so I just wanted to make sure we're both clear about one thing. No matter what we think of each other, it won't get in the way of what we're both after. Well, whatever that may be...."

Jaiden is nearly cut off by a figure behind him at the doorway, he turns around though only says, "Hold on, I'll be there in a second."

He returns to face Ace, and ends the conversation with, "Don't tell me now, just show me when the time comes."

EOT

[Coatesy]

The Professional is found sitting back watching the opening match on Wednesday Night Resurrection in his locker room.

Tonight is my night! No-one elses. It's mine

** The Professional's phone rings **

Hey. What's up?
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I'm good. Better then any of these chumps from [Location of Resurrection]

* The crowd is heard booing in the background *

All ready for next week then? This has been a long time coming!
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Uhuh
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Right. Ok
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No problem dude! They'll not know what hit them
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Yeah, that's true, but I have to go warm up
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See you in the ring next week, champ!


E.O.T.

This post has been edited by Coatesy on Dec 13 2008, 01:55 AM

[Maverick]

Once again the camers spies Maverick Jones, this time carrying out a bench which was nailed down to Ace's locker room floor. Maverick walks out singing a nursery rhyme like nothing is wrong with this, or him.

I know you'd like to, but don't bother me

[Coatesy]

Ace James is seen looking blankly at a shady figure walking away in the distance of the corridor, carrying a large object over his shoulder.

Hmm... This place just gets weirder and weirder!

** Ace James then enters his dressing room to find that the floor has a large gap in it where his bench used to be. **

What the ... !

** Ace James looks around and smirks as he finds a folded up steel chair in the corner of his room. He takes the chair, unfolds it, and places it where his bench used to be. **

What a night this is going to be. What would someone want with my bench :huh:

** Ace James sits back in the chair and flicks on his TV to watch the opening credits of TAW's Wednesday Night Resurrection. **


E.O.T.

This post has been edited by Coatesy on Dec 13 2008, 01:56 AM

[Coatesy]

A camera left on in a locker room sits staring blankly at a closed door. The walls are dull and blank, the floor is dusty and pale. There is no sign of anyone in the place. Nothing can be heard except the eery silence beyond the buzzing of the camera running.

The slight sound of knocking can be heard in the distance. Feint, quiet knocking. The camera remains still, obviously purched upon a tripod, as all TAW staff have moved on to TAWA, or left their jobs and returned home.

The knocking heard becomes louder, transferring from the distant, gentle knocking sound, into the sound of approaching footsteps. The camera is sat, still focused on the closed door. The surrounding areas blank and untouched. Suddenly...

*Mumbles*

The door slowly opens with a silohuette entering the room, mumbling something too quiet and deep to be understood through a camera.

A light begins to flicker above the camera. A flickering that would make most people assume they had stepped into a night club, with a great, legendary dance tune blaring over the speakers. Still however, the place lies in silence.

The light finally comes on, revealing the silohuetted figure to be non-other then "The Professional" Ace James.

Ace James walks through the door, closing it gently behind him. He stares over to the spot where his bench once sat. Once sat until Maverick Jones did away with it one day.

* Ace James sighs as he then looks towards the steel chair he placed in the dent where the bench had been ripped up off his floor *

*sigh*

Ace walks over to his chair, and takes a seat. He sits up in the chair, with one hand on each knee, before falling forward and putting his hands on the back of his head. As he peers into the far side of the room, he looks straight into the camera which still sits on the tripod, focussing on the door which is one again closed, as it's sat since TAW abandoned their arena for the merge of EWA.

Ace James walks over to the camera, covering the lens with the cap so that only sound can be heard

Man is it good to be alone again. This is the place for me. This is where I'm staying. With myself, I can be myself. I don't need a microphone to talk to myself. In here is where I'll stay. In here is where I am free. Free to act how I want, with no-one around trying to tell me where I should be, and what I should be doing. Man do I miss this locker room.

The camera still records the visions of the locker room. Ace James' supposed cover up didn't work as the camera lens had quietly popped off un-noticed whilst Ace James sat and spoke to himself.

A mouse suddenly runs from the corner of the locker room where the camera sits, and stops at Ace's feet. It quickly looks up at Ace, before scurrying away towards the door, and then under the door and out of sight.

* Ace James looks at the door, and then smirks to himself as he slouches back in his chair, resting his head on his shoulder. Yep. There really is no other place I'd rather be.

Ace James shuts his eyes, and the eery silence once again fills the arena of TAW...

E.O.T.

[Scottbuster]

you should post this in TAWA. :ph43r: