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[reborn]

Rickert: Yeah, you look... decent... but, bro, as Chris Jericho would say... I'm a sexy beast, baby!

Max: Yeah, sure.

[SECOND_CITY_SAINT]

OOC- Scrapping that Edge & Lita thing, bringing in an assistant to the GM. Bang Bang!

[Shadow Soulja]

 

Rickert: Yeah, you look... decent... but, bro, as Chris Jericho would say... I'm a sexy beast, baby!

Max: Yeah, sure.

 

Rickert: Well... I call dibs! I saw her first!

[SECOND_CITY_SAINT]

Mick Foley walks into the arena and walks over to Punk.

 

Foley: Hey Phill you seen Paul anywhere?

 

Punk glares at Foley before grabbing him by the shirt.

 

Punk: Listen Mick, first of all don't call me Phill. An answer is his talking to Mcintyre. Now get out of here.

 

He releases his grip as Foley stumbles away.

[Shadow Soulja]

McIntyre looks at Heyman's hand, then shakes it.

McIntyre: You have something right... I am the Chosen One...

[SECOND_CITY_SAINT]

McIntyre looks at Heyman's hand, then shakes it.

McIntyre: You have something right... I am the Chosen One...

Heyman: Attitude, I like it, you definitely have a place here.

[reborn]

Rickert: Well... I call dibs! I saw her first!

Max: The hell you did!

Max notices AJ walk up to the two.

Max: Justin, look, it's Chris Jericho!

Max shoves Justin away, as AJ walks up to Max.

AJ; Max?

Max: AJ! How are you? 

[Shadow Soulja]

 

Rickert: Well... I call dibs! I saw her first!

Max: The hell you did!

Max notices AJ walk up to the two.

Max: Justin, look, it's Chris Jericho!

Max shoves Justin away, as AJ walks up to Max.

AJ; Max?

Max: AJ! How are you? 

 

Justin stumbles but regains himself.

Rickert: The sly son of a bitch...

[MrInferno]

Mike Sampson arrives, staring into a flip-top mirror

 

Sampson: Did I hear the words 'sexy beast' without my name in the same sentence? 

 

Sampson closes the mirror

 

Sampson: Mike Sampson, you've heard of me, I'm sure. After all, devilishly good looks like these...

 

Sampson flicks his hair back

 

Sampson: Don't tend to go unnoticed.

[Shadow Soulja]

 

McIntyre looks at Heyman's hand, then shakes it.

McIntyre: You have something right... I am the Chosen One...

Heyman: Attitude, I like it, you definitely have a place here.

 

McIntyre: And my place here...is being the face of the company...

[SECOND_CITY_SAINT]

 

 

McIntyre looks at Heyman's hand, then shakes it.

McIntyre: You have something right... I am the Chosen One...

Heyman: Attitude, I like it, you definitely have a place here.

 

McIntyre: And my place here...is being the face of the company...

 

Heyman: Hmmm there will be others that will argue against that.

[Shadow Soulja]

 

 

 

McIntyre looks at Heyman's hand, then shakes it.

McIntyre: You have something right... I am the Chosen One...

Heyman: Attitude, I like it, you definitely have a place here.

 

McIntyre: And my place here...is being the face of the company...

 

Heyman: Hmmm there will be others that will argue against that.

 

McIntyre: It doesn't matter who these people THINK they are... none of them can match my agression... my charm... and my potential...

[reborn]

Mike Sampson arrives, staring into a flip-top mirror

 

Sampson: Did I hear the words 'sexy beast' without my name in the same sentence? 

 

Sampson closes the mirror

 

Sampson: Mike Sampson, you've heard of me, I'm sure. After all, devilishly good looks like these...

 

Sampson flicks his hair back

 

Sampson: Don't tend to go unnoticed.

AJ: And you are... 

[Shadow Soulja]

 

Mike Sampson arrives, staring into a flip-top mirror

 

Sampson: Did I hear the words 'sexy beast' without my name in the same sentence? 

 

Sampson closes the mirror

 

Sampson: Mike Sampson, you've heard of me, I'm sure. After all, devilishly good looks like these...

 

Sampson flicks his hair back

 

Sampson: Don't tend to go unnoticed.

AJ: And you are... 

 

Rickert to Sampson: Hey, beauty queen! The home for self-conscious people is down the block! It's called "the insane asylum."

[SECOND_CITY_SAINT]

Heyman: Whatever you say Mcintyre. Ah Jesus excuse me.

 

Heyman glances at Foley coming over to him.

[Shadow Soulja]

Heyman: Whatever you say Mcintyre. Ah Jesus excuse me.

 

Heyman glances at Foley coming over to him.

McIntyre notices Foley walking towards the two of them.

McIntyre: What is this washed-up, hardcore nut doing here?

[SECOND_CITY_SAINT]

 

Heyman: Whatever you say Mcintyre. Ah Jesus excuse me.

 

Heyman glances at Foley coming over to him.

McIntyre notices Foley walking towards the two of them.

McIntyre: What is this washed-up, hardcore nut doing here?

 

Foley: Well actually I am the assistant to Mr Heyman here, and you are?

[Shadow Soulja]

 

 

Heyman: Whatever you say Mcintyre. Ah Jesus excuse me.

 

Heyman glances at Foley coming over to him.

McIntyre notices Foley walking towards the two of them.

McIntyre: What is this washed-up, hardcore nut doing here?

 

Foley: Well actually I am the assistant to Mr Heyman here, and you are?

 

McIntyre: I'm sorry... have you taken too many shots to the head, old man? I am Drew McIntyre... the future of professional wrestling... I am the Chosen One...

[SECOND_CITY_SAINT]

 

 

 

Heyman: Whatever you say Mcintyre. Ah Jesus excuse me.

 

Heyman glances at Foley coming over to him.

McIntyre notices Foley walking towards the two of them.

McIntyre: What is this washed-up, hardcore nut doing here?

 

Foley: Well actually I am the assistant to Mr Heyman here, and you are?

 

McIntyre: I'm sorry... have you taken too many shots to the head, old man? I am Drew McIntyre... the future of professional wrestling... I am the Chosen One...

 

Foley: I know who you are, a pompus doochebag.

[MrInferno]

 

 

Mike Sampson arrives, staring into a flip-top mirror

 

Sampson: Did I hear the words 'sexy beast' without my name in the same sentence? 

 

Sampson closes the mirror

 

Sampson: Mike Sampson, you've heard of me, I'm sure. After all, devilishly good looks like these...

 

Sampson flicks his hair back

 

Sampson: Don't tend to go unnoticed.

AJ: And you are... 

 

Rickert to Sampson: Hey, beauty queen! The home for self-conscious people is down the block! It's called "the insane asylum."

 

Sampson to Rickert: Cute... really, cute. y'know, perhaps if you spent more time on a tanning bed and not here trying to play wrestler, maybe you would be suitable for my level of beauty. After all, I sincerely doubt that someone like you could even hold my mirror whilst I admire sheer excellence.