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Cleaning Out The Locker
Topic Started: Feb 26 2007, 01:29 PM (214 Views)
MichaelMercer
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Michael grabbed his gym bag and slammed his locker door shut. If it weren't for the fact that one hand held that bag while the other was barely restraining itself from throwing a cigarette to the ground, he would have punched that piece of metal until there was nothing of it left to be accounted for.

"That... was a fucking... joke." Angrily, he slammed his foot into the door anyway, even if it did next to nothing in the way of relinquishing any anger he held for PDW, their staff, their refs, their wrestlers... everything. He was pissed.

And it was something he didn't have to deal with. "Fuck this..." Sticking his cigarette between his lips, Michael tore the locker open once more and began taking out the rest of the things he had once put in it in hopes of making it a long term locker of his; extra packs of smokes, iPod, headphones, his pictures of Vida Guerra, all taken and shoved into his pockets. This would be the last time he'd ever see that locker again, or at least at that point in time, that was his wish.

That was when he heard a knock on the door to his room; the last thing he wanted to hear. "...come in," he grumbled through gritted teeth, finishing the rest of that sentence in his head, ...at your own risk.

[TBC by whoever.]
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Matthews
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"Come in..."


[On the other side of the door, we see Jake Matthews. He turns the handle and pushes the door open. Micheal Mercer can be seen across the room, just looking at him. Jake steps inside, feeling the tension in the air. He closes the door behind him and just looks around]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Never been in here...


[Jake was obviously trying to break a little of the tension. Through the grapevine, he had heard about Mercer being pissed off, and thought maybe he could help out... somehow. Jake then noticed something, Mercer was cleaning out his locker]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Yo man... you movin' rooms or somethin?


[Jake looks around to see if maybe Mercer's room had been vandalized like Jake's had been]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Doesn't look like they did much damage...
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MichaelMercer
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Michael nodded slowly. "Yeah, I'm movin'. That's exactly what I'm doin'." He slung his gym bag over his shoulder and looked around a bit. "And naw, no damage to the room, not yet anyway." Sighing, his arms were folded across his chest as he looked back at Matthews. "What's up."
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Matthews
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[Jake just kind of looked around. He was trying not to make eye contact. He's seen the discovery channel. If you make eye contact with a pissed bear, you're gonna get your shit fucked up. Mercer was obviously pissed, and the way his week... fuck that... month had been going, he thought it better to not test this "eye" theory]


.:Jake Matthews:.
A whole lotta notta. Just got back from the police station...


[Jake just nods along to his own comment]


.:Jake Matthews:.
..heard you were about to rip someone's face off... figured I'd come see what was up with you.
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MichaelMercer
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Michael shook his head as he adjusted the strap from the bag on his shoulder. "Me, rip someone's face off? Shit, what'd give you that idea?" Michael's voice dripped sarcasm, and perhaps it was a bit more spiteful than he meant for it to sound for Jake. "..well, it's not like I can do anythin' about what happened to me now, anyway. All I can do is drive home, masturbate for a couple hours, then pass out and wait to see if that shaft I caught this week gets upgraded to something even bigger next week." Michael let out a deep sigh. It was obviously too difficult to even dwell on the situation anymore, so he tried to at least change the subject for a moment.

"Sucks about the police, though. Definitely wouldn't help anyone's mood either I reckon."
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Matthews
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[Jake just stood there for a moment, not knowing what ro say. Did Mercer just tell him he was gonna go masterbate? Jake shook off the comment, and just nodded]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Yeah... ah well though, kinda like you said, not much I can do about it now. All that can be done is for me to rectify the situation.


[Jake smirks]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Hopefully you're planning on doin' the same this week against London and the "other" Claybourne.
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MichaelMercer
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"...eh?" Michael hadn't caught word of his match yet; frankly, he didn't give a shit what the people at PDW planned on giving him next week; it was going to take a hell of an offer, along with some real time to think to get him to come back the next week, regardless. "What are you talkin' about, with London and the... and the walking shit stain?"
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Matthews
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[Jake just looked at Mercer, a little confused]


.:Jake Matthews:.
You mean.. you haven't heard?


[Jake reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. He unfolds it, reading it outloud]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Wildcard match... Micheal Mercer versus Kindred London versus Brandon Claybourne...


[Jake hands the piece of paper over to Mercer]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Word goin' 'round is that the winner of this match gets an automatic spot in the Main Event at the PPV...
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MichaelMercer
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Michael blinked slowly. No shit, huh?

"...fucking hell."

Michael turned and flung his bag across the room. "I shouldn't have to fight two fuckin' losers for a spot in that main event, man, it should be me and you out there headlinin' next week. Fuckin' bullshit that that ain't gonna happen now."

Michael ran his fingers back through his hair and blew out a deep breath. "This is just... wow. I get stuck being booked against two people that don't belong in the same fuckin' ring as me while that walking behemoth that Brandon Clayborne dares to call a woman gets a shot at you. Fucking amazing. So much for me getting to quit now." He shook his head and clenched his fists; it was the only thing he could do to keep from going nuts at that moment.
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Matthews
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[Jake just nodded, but then a smirk swept across his face]


.:Jake Matthews:.
You're looking at this entirely the wrong way man...


[Jake walks closer to Mercer]


.:Jake Matthews:.
It sucks, yeah. I wanted more than anything to go up against you inside the ring this week... would of been a match people would be talking about for years... but that's not the case. You slipped up. Let down your gaurd. Whatever it is that happend, is in the past. Now you gotta look ahead.


[Jake placed his arm over Mercer's shoulder as he raised his other arm, motioning it back and forth as if they were looking at a marquee]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Jake Matthews... Mike Ryba... Micheal Mercer... and Latrisha Lamarte. Platinumk Dynasty Wrestling's FIRST EVER pay per view Main Event. 4 of the greatest superstars to ever grace the fucking ring, all batteling it out to become the very FIRST to reach Platinum Status...


[Jake takes his arm from around Mercer and takes a few steps back, still looking at him]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Or, you could of beaten Drusilla, met me next week.. and one of our names wouldn't even BE there...


[Jake smirks]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Like I always say... fate has a funny way of smacking us upside the head when we start expecting things, ya know?
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MichaelMercer
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Michael shrugged lightly, shaking his head. "Still.. I don't fuckin' lose. It's not a matter of 'I could have beaten Drusilla', but I should have beaten her. Any other time, if I were to face her, I'd make like Prodigy and smack that bitch up, but tonight... I don't even know what the fuck that was tonight, but I sure as hell know that I shouldn't have lost. And yeah, that would've meant one of our names wouldn't be in the finals, but my name doesn't exactly belong being in the same sentence with the word 'losing', either, if y'see what I'm tryin' to say."
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Matthews
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[Jake just smiks as he shakes his head]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Neither does mine... yet one of us would of had it tacked right beside it next week.


[Jake starts to turn away from Mercer]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Anyways man... just wanted to stop by and say wassup. Goodluck next week and all the jazz...


[Jake turns and looks at Mecer as he reaches the door]


.:Jake Matthews:.
Just a word of advice though... keep your eyes in Carliee durring your match...
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MichaelMercer
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Michael sighed as Jake began to walk away. Sure, Jake had a point, but at least if Michael happened to have a loss marked next to him then, it would have been because Jake was actually a better competitor than he was, not because he got fucked over.

All in all, the only thing Michael could say after all that, was... "..who the fuck is Carliee?"
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Matthews
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[Jake shakes his head]


.:Jake Matthews:.
That's Kindred's new girl.. the same one who called the cops on me... She's one of those primadonna "divas" that hasn't done a thing in this business, but thinks we should all bow down to her greatness... like I said, keep an eye on her.
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Kindred London
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Kindred London: Keep an eye on who?



London had bypassed the two as he saw Matthews talking to Mercer, and quickly caught the ending of his sentence. London decided to step in, as he scratched his forehead, looking at both Mercer and Matthews, as a smiled came across his face.



Kindred London: [Smirking] Keep an eye out for who?
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