"Mr. Ish, I hope it is okay, if I use you in my RP."
The camera is looking at the GM of SBW, Mr. Ish. He seems to be thinking about something. Then he suddenly awakes from numbness and turns around a bit. He looks at someone the camera does not show, exept from his shoulder that shows the person wears a muscle shirt.
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Mr. Ish: Okay. Alright. You have some minutes to talk after the next match. You are allowed to introduce yurself to the audience, but you must not wear this belt, you stole from your former federation.
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The person makes some noises, as if he is rethinking the offer. Then he reaches out his hand to shake Mr. Ish's.
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He speaks with a very deep voice.
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Unknown person:I accept. I know we will be good friends.
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He puts his chair back and goes out of the frame. The sound of the door being opened can be heard.
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Unknown person:And to be honest: This belt is not stolen from my former fed. It...is yours! See ya!
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He throws the title belt onto the desk in front of the surprised Mr. Ish and leaves quickly.
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Mr. Ish's spins around and rushes to a safe with glass panes. His face relaxes and he grabs the title belt from the table. He smiles.
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Mr. Ish: Man, for a second I thought he had stolen it. I better keep an eye on this man.
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The camera fades out, while Mr. Ish smiles and throws the belt into his bin. It sounds as if the belt is made of plastic...
Fri Aug 10, 2012 12:58 am by 
