Hyper has a lockerroom?

[Tommy Musashi]

The screen fades away from the black screen to a video rolling of Hyper Elf walking down the corridors. A towel around the back of his neck, pouring with sweat down his body. He finally reaches what seems to be the door to Hyper Elfs new locker room. His name imprinted on the upper part of door. He smiles with a nod after rubbing the towel over his face to soak up the sweat.

Hyper opens the door first seeing a couple posters of the crazy Hypers prime in wrestling history. A few shelves, lockers, and benches on one side of the room. A stereo rested on one of the benches, with the words "Little Bear" written on the side of it in green marker. On the other side of the room was his own personal weights and a few pictures of his phiance. And in the middle of the room layed his small pillar with a 20 lb. bag of sugar laying on top.

"Wow, its shocking... Its been so long since I have recieved such a nice locker room."

He sits down on a bench that had the stereo.

"All these people have these 'fancy' lockerrooms with all this junk. Why, all I need is a couple benches and some lockers. Done! I have my locker room. I don't live in it like some folks."

He squeezes out the sweat from the towel into the bucket near by.

"Sheesh, that Muhammad Hassan sure gave me a work-out today, but I still came out on top. And now I have to face Malcriado on Monday. Shouldn't be a problem for the ol' Hyper. Hehe, its been awhile since I've had to do two matches in one week."

[gnarfflinger]

A knock comes at the door.

Hyper Elf opens to see Gnarfflinger the Butcher with a huge box of Donuts!

HE: For me?

GtB: Only the Best, Tim Hortons, all the way from Canada!

HE: Gimme!

GtB: But let's get one thing straight--I've been here the last two hours, and you haven't heard about any disturbance in the Parking lot...

HE: Of Course, no gimme the donuts...

Gnarfflinger hands over the box and visits with Hyper Elf while he scarfs down the donuts with alarming speed...

[Tommy Musashi]

With his mouth full of donuts. He tries to talk to Gnarf..

Hyper: nowpfh wahtgghthth istha bouthg parkinghth lotght?

Gnarf: What?

Hyper swallows the donuts with a huge smile on his face.

Hyper: So whats this about the parking lot?

[gnarfflinger]

GtB: If something "happened" to Vlad, you know I couldn't have anything to do with that because we've been here eating Donuts...

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Wreckingball knocks on the door...then tries the handle.
Finding it unlocked, he pushes the door open, and sees Gnarfflinger and Hyper Elf.

"Yo....uh...I know this is embarrassing...but can I have some sugar? I think I've run out, and my coffee is terribly bitter. A donut would be very cool as well...I mean, I heard you say "Tim Horton" down the corridor, and I know enough to know it's a high quiality donut, so it has to be better than the crap I had to put up with back home....in Britain, some donuts don't even have jelly...can I have one? Please?"

[Tommy Musashi]

Hyper stares at Human Wreckingball like hes insane. After a few seconds of glaring, Hypers face turns to a happy elf.

"Sure man!" He grabs one of the donuts out of the box and hands it over to Human Wreckingball.

[gnarfflinger]

GtB: Donuts without Jelly? What's next for your country? Indoor Plumbing? Electricity? Fire?