Post by walters on Jan 21, 2009 22:19:50 GMT -5
A familiar face walks down the locker halls of Gods and Heretics Wrestling. Holding a copy of a contract in his right hand, and a duffel bag of gear in his left. Walking around, he glances towards the names of people he knew before he left, and the new names he'll get to know. Making turn after turn, hunting for his own locker room, he see's a clipboard on a door which reads. "Petition to Join the X-Forces." After scanning a few names, and laughing at two names that obviously don't belong, he continues down the hall.
The man finally comes to a door that has a piece of notebook paper taped on the outside, which reads "Huckleberry Wade."
Huck: Huckleberry? I specifically told them, Huck. Can't get have anything done the way you want it anymore.
Reaching in his bag, he pulls out a pen, and scratches "leberry" out of his name, hoping keep his full name to himself. He then uses a key and opens his locker door, leaving it open behind him, he enters his domain. He looks around for a moment, seeing a plastic chair and a copy of his contract.
TBC if wanted
(Sorry for such a crappy RP, haven't done this in a while)
The man finally comes to a door that has a piece of notebook paper taped on the outside, which reads "Huckleberry Wade."
Huck: Huckleberry? I specifically told them, Huck. Can't get have anything done the way you want it anymore.
Reaching in his bag, he pulls out a pen, and scratches "leberry" out of his name, hoping keep his full name to himself. He then uses a key and opens his locker door, leaving it open behind him, he enters his domain. He looks around for a moment, seeing a plastic chair and a copy of his contract.
TBC if wanted
(Sorry for such a crappy RP, haven't done this in a while)