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Ashley Moore sits after the match in the locker room. She holds her head with the one hand and in the other hand is her phone that she uses to talk to her followers. She looks desperate and frightened.

Ashley Moore:
 Ha… Have you seen this?Why do I have to fight against that? Is she even human? So fast and so strong… with this little body. After she finished me I was unconscious and I don’t know how long? I’m glad that i can walk again …

She drops the phone out of her hand and as she is trying to reach it, she falls to the ground. Lying on the floor she can only get up after some time, because she is still too hurt from the match.

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

Everyone is getting hurt!

It's a tough BIZ!

 

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The Xtron Flickers On!

The camera pans to the announce team.

Call him 2 Techs!

HE Totes 2 Tecs and when he likes to Bust he likes to ask WHO'S NEXT!

 

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The scene opens in a classy restaurant; tables dressed with fine material, silverware laid out perfectly. The clientele in this establishment look fairly wealthy, though it is not a snobby, black-tie-only restaurant. 

In a cosy corner of the restaurant, at a table for two, sits Justin Jehst, wearing a light blue dress shirt and black fitted pants, looking rather dapper, his newly grown hair kempt and brushed to one side. He sits patiently, but checks his watch after a few moments, looking around to the door expectantly.

Not seeing anyone come through the door at that moment he pulls out a small spray bottle and squirts what can only be assumed as breath spray into his mouth.

As if on cue, after pocketing his spray, his eyes light up as he sees someone in the distance. He stands as the camera cuts to show the other direction.

Elsa, his agent, appears through the restaurant door. She is wearing a yellow, elegant summer dress, showing off her figure. Her raven coloured hair drapes over her shoulders and her green piercing eyes meet his as she makes her way over to the table.


Elsa: “Mr. Justin, I told you I would be coming.”

Justin tries his best to hide a small snicker as he takes the Swedish ladies sentence into his man-brain.

Jehst: “I’m glad you did, Ms. Holmberg; please, sit.”

Justin, like the gentleman he is, pulls the chair out and assists Elsa to be seated before returning to his.

Jehst: “Water?”

Elsa: “Please.”

Justin begins pouring.

Jehst: “So what movies did you get me readings for today?”, he says playfully.

Elsa: She replies, smiling, “Well, I have got you ‘SAW 13’, ‘Scary Movies 7’, and remake of the ‘Titanic’ but there is no sinking, just boat movie.”

Justin pushes through the slight language distortion and appreciates her humour. He laughs.

Jehst: “Hahaha, as long as I play ‘Jack’, ok?”

Elsa: “Well you not play ‘Jack’ in that movie, you just an extra; 'Caterer 4'. You have one scene.”

They both laugh quietly.

Jehst: “Not good enough, Ms. Holmberg! I need those juicy roles I can sink my teeth into! Haha.”

Elsa: “What about your wrestling, Mr. Justin? How is that going?”

Jehst: “Well, it’s a little rocky at the moment now that Capo’s gone. I’m gonna have to find myself a new tag partner, or go it alone in the singles division. I’m still trying to decide which way to go.”

Elsa: “I’m sure you will figure it out, yes?”

Jehst: “I’ll land on my feet, yeah. What about you, when are you joining the womens division?”, he says in JEHST, LOL!

Elsa: “I am busy women, Mr. Justin.”

Jehst: “Oh come on, you could do it! Have you ever done any martial arts or anything?”

Elsa: “I did the gymnastics, and I have background in Tae Kwon Do, but I have seen the women in this OCW; very brutal!”

Jehst: “Maybe a few of them are on the more nasty side, yes, but I think you could take them!”

Elsa: “I’ll think about this thing. You might have to teach me some of the wrestling”, she says as she smiles.

Jehst: “Anytime you want to come down to the ring and train, I’ll take you through some training; get your bumps in.”

Elsa’s phone begins to ring. As she reaches for it, Jehst gently stops her from answering.

Jehst: “No, no, no, not tonight. You can call them back after dinner.”

She looks shocked initially, but slowly lowers her phone down into her bag and smiles at the charismatic, Jehst. The camera slowly zooms out as their conversation becomes less audible and the surrounding noise of others, the kitchen, and the wait staff begin to overflow before fading to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

Can't have nothing nice!

No sir!

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