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Jake led into the brightest lights, the large construction of the interview set, and other unique things. You could tell the difference between the bingo halls compared to this distinguishable expensive sports arena. Jake pat you on your back as you see your heroes. A large black man with the Gang Of Lords. He is an upper mid-card talent, that has been so closer to the world title. His wrestling name is King Cue. He wore a yellow dug rag. His group of lower cards guys always acted like his pit bulls. Attacking everyone he sent them at.

"What sup King. You are back in the mid-card title scene. Haha. Couldn't be me." Jake announces leading you away.

"Why are you messing with them? I know that his little alliance loves beating people down for fun." You said nervously.

"Ahh don't worry about it. Our heels don't rock with each other. We all can't be on top. I'm trying to be back in the main event title scene. By even mean necessary. If barbing with Cue will help that. Then that is what I will do. Now it is is is time to meet our chairman. That door right here will lead you in." Jake said.

You push the oak wood door open as Jake let you go in by yourself. You walk in to see an old sixty-year-old genetic freak sitting at his desk. His old grey eyes look you over. This man, this legend, led this new age of erotic wrestling. Or what he likes to say. Sport entertainment. He wore a fancy suit.

He stood up standing a whopping 6 foot five. No emotion on his face as he looks you over. You spoke first underneath his grey gaze. "Hello, Mr. Vaxcent. I'm {mc} here to shake up your wrestling company." You try to speak with confidence.

He laughs. "You are Jake's new valet. Ha ha, he knows how to pick the freshes blood. You are a cute guy. A babyface to me. But if you want to work with us, do everything your mentor tells you and you'll have some great fun."

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