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>July 20th 2016

“Are you fucking kidding me? A reality show?”

Jess is pacing back and forth in a rage in the park near Proxy's office. She's swearing a lot. You meanwhile are still trying to process what the hell this even means.

“A reality show?! Seriously! I came here to wrestle, not get involved in some cheap drama and silly challenges! That's not wrestling!” Soon, she spins around to face you, pointing a finger in her face. “And why are you still here, anyway? Are you following me?”

You pause. You kind of are, just not consciously. “Sorry,” you mutter. “I just don't really have anywhere to be right now. I thought the two of us could talk about this.”

Jess sighs as she scratches the back of her head. “Okay, what do you want to talk about? How ridiculous this is? How much of a slap in the face to our... well, my talent at least.”

“Hey!” you protest.

“I've never seen you wrestle, I can't judge!” Jess explains.

You tap your feet impatiently. It is pretty ridiculous. You've been expected to wait ninety-five days without any word as to when you were next going to step into the ring, and now you're finding out that not only is your Total Impact contract not guaranteed, but you have to take part in a ridiculous game show to prove yourself?

“So... we could just refuse,” you state, raising the option.

Jess shakes her head. “Are you kidding? We can't refuse! We're stuck in a Catch-22 situation here! Taking part in this show would be bad for our career and reputation, but turning it down would be career suicide! And besides, I can't pass up a chance at 250,000 dollars! With that kind of money, I could pay for my mother's surgery!”

You stare at her, guiltily. “Oh... your mother needs surgery?”

Jess stares at you then shakes her head. “No, but if she ever did, I could afford it! Besides, I'm going to have to come up with some kind of sob story to get me through this.”

“That's stupid,” you reply. “A sob story isn't going to get you anywhere.”

“Oh, and I suppose you're just going to succeed on your own merits, right?” Jess smirk, placing a hand on her hip. “Because you're just that great, I'm sure. What makes you so special?”

>I was the TWA Champion when it closed.
>I was trained by Kevin Omega.

>>338186
>I was the TWA Champion when it closed.
Keep it simple. Don't want to drop the bombshell yet. That, and we have three other friends who were trained by Omega as well.

That said, I expect her to have been the champ too. Seems fitting.

>I was trained by Kevin Omega.

It's not like we're going to be able to hide it for long.

>>338186
>>I was the TWA Champion when it closed.

Calling in 5 minutes.

>>338231
Calling for
>I was the TWA Champion when it closed.
Writing now

>>338186

>I was the TWA Champion when it closed.

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Jess gives a phony shocked gasp. "Wow, you were? How amazing!"

She scoffs as she folds her arms. "You really think that's impressive? I was the MCW champion when it closed. It doesn't mean anything. Being the top of a promotion so small and crappy it got bought out is nothing!"

"Speaking of, you mind telling me about the rest of your MCW team?" you ask. "I don't know anything about them."

You were told by Proxy earlier that the TWA team during the show would consist of yourself, Danny, David, Kimberly, Jenny and Angelo. You expected Kassius Orwin to be in there, but to your relief Proxy exlained that due to Kassius holding a non-exclusive contract with Code of Respect at the time of the TWA buy-out, Total Impact own no exclusive right to him. Kassius decided not to go with Total Impact at all, so at least that guy is out of your hair. Still, it does mean you'll be competing against your closest friends over a prize all of you would want. Not a great situation.

Jess begins to reel off names with her fingers. "Okay, in addition to myself you have Billy Saber, he's this young english kid. A real whiz when it comes to high-flying and technical stuff. No real charisma to back up his world-class ring talent. Then you've got Astro Jr, the successor to a Lucha Libre legend who inherited the mask."

"Another masked wrestler, huh?" you remark. "You know, I wrestle under a mask."

Jess gives you a sideways glance. "Seriously? Why would you wear a mask? I would have thought you were one of those obnoxious pretty boy wrestlers to look at you, but you cover that up?"

"I'm going to take that as a huge compliment," you smile.

Jess rolls her eyes and continues. "We've got Penny Lane, who is an absolute sweetheart behind the scenes. She... is very pretty."

"Is that all you have to say about her talent?" you ask. "She's pretty?"

"Well, I'm not the type to be negative about my friends," Jess explains. "But I'm not one to lie, either. Let's just say she's pretty and leave it at that. Next you've got Nita the Huntress, she's Native American and has a gimmick to match."

"A Native American gimmick?" you remark. "Kind of outdated, don't you think? What is this, the 80's?"

"It's not like she comes to the ring in a headdress swinging a Tomahawk!" Jess snaps. "She just takes pride in some of the more bad-ass parts of her culture. She's tough and can brawl with the best of them."

Jess sighs. "Finally... there's Terry Creed, and he's the guy who's going to win."

"Huh?" you ask. "Why so defeatist?"

"Just being realist," Jess explains. "If you saw this guy, you'd understand. He's big, he's ripped, he's intense, and he can cut a mean promo. He's not even bad in the ring like a lot of muscle-heads are! He's everything they could want. He's the surefire winner."

>[EGO 2/5] Hey, don't count me out of the running! [ROLL D20]
>Couldn't help but notice you didn't talk about yourself there.

Rolled 6, 18 = 24 (2d20)

>>338276

>[EGO 2/5] Hey, don't count me out of the running! [ROLL D20]

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>[EGO 2/5] Hey, don't count me out of the running! [ROLL D20]

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>338276
>[EGO 2/5] Hey, don't count me out of the running!

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>[EGO 2/5] Hey, don't count me out of the running! [ROLL D20]

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>Hey, don't count me out of the running!

Jess raises an eyebrow and giggles a little before snorting, and looking pretty embarrassed from it. It would be pretty cute if she wasn't deriding you right now. "Oh, that is too rich!" she exclaims. "You're going to get all cocky on me? What are you, like 5 foot 7?"

"Actually, I'm 5'9''..."

"You must weigh less than 200lbs! Hell, I think you only have an inch of height on me, and I'm a fucking girl!"

"Okay, I get it-"

"Hang on, I'm not done!" Jess laughs. "You want to to act like a big shot, so I'm going to give you the roast of a lifetime! You want to act like just because you won a title that was probably made out of plastic for some rinky-dink promotion that operated out of high-school gyms that you've got a real shot at winning this contest?"

"Okay, I was just trying to sound cool, I wasn't trying to be cocky or-"

"That was you trying to sound cool?" Jess snorts again. "You sounded like a nerd. You've got a real wiener voice, you know that? Seriously, are you twelve or something?"

"I turned 19 yesterday, actually..."

"Well happy fucking birthday, maybe your balls will drop within the next week!" Jess fires back.

"Are you done?" you sigh.

"Yeah, I'm done," Jess nods. "Now come on, let's get some lunch."

You stare at her blankly. "I... what?"

Jess sighs. "There's a restaurant near here. I'll call one of my wrestling buddies, and you'll call on of your friends, and we'll all introduce ourselves over a nice meal! Geez, do I have to spell everything out for you?"

You pull out your phone and hang your head low, shaking your head. Trying to act confident apparently didn't work out for you. Your voice isn't that bad... right? It's a little nasally, definitely could sound lower, but it's not bad... is it?

You try to put the insults out of your head as you pull out your phone and find the contact details of the person you're going to call.

>Danny
>David
>Kimberly
>Jenny
>Angelo

>>338325
>Danny

>>338325

>Danny

>Danny

>>338325
>David
I think the big man will give her buddy Creed a run for his money

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>Danny

Danny's a real people person... at least, he's more of a people person than the rest of your group. It would be good to show him off to the MCW team, as a way of showing them the level of charisma your group has got.

Also, if Danny comes along, there's a good chance Jess will move on to making fun of him instead of you. You call up Danny's number, and it only takes him a single ring to answer. "Hey dude, what's up? How did the meeting with Proxy go?"

You let out a strange sound, one that could be verbalised as a very unsure, very drawn out "Eh". "Yeah Danny, there's been some developments. Can you meet me at Frank's diner in ten minutes?"

"Sure, no problem!" Danny replies. "It may take me a while to get there though. I need to get dressed and shower, you know the drill."

"Danny, it's late afternoon!" you exclaim. "Are you telling me you're still in bed?"

"Well, I'm not alone!" Danny laughs. "And I've been busy in bed!"

You sigh. Of course Danny picked up a girl last night. "Well, try to get there as soon as you can. This is important!"

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You and Jess make your way to the diner, a place you already ate at during the early hours this morning, right before Patty left for the airport. Just thinking about it bums you out a little, not seeing your friend for another extended period of time. Also, the food in Frank's Diner really isn't good enough to eat there twice in one day.

You and Jess wait for a few minutes in a booth before the diner door swings open and Danny steps through, in his usually garish get-up. He spots you and smiles. He then spots Jess sitting opposite you and smirks. "Oh boy Ace, you're really getting back into the dating scene, dude?"

"What? No, I-"

"Because I never thought you'd recover from the train-wreck that was your love life, at least for a long time. This is awesome!"

"No, I'm not dat-"

"A train-wreck, huh?" Jess smirks. Oh great, more fuel for your funeral pyre.

"I suppose you asked me here because you want to double-date, right?" Danny laughs. "I have to say, though... hard to have a double-date without a second girl."

"My friend is running a little late," Jess explains. "Also... are you wearing a fake diamond studded jacket?"

"How can you tell these diamonds are fake?" Danny asks, popping his collar confidently.

"Because you're the one wearing it," she states. "Anyway, this isn't a date, so sit down."

Danny seats himself next to you as he pulls out a menu. Soon, the door to the diner swings open once more, as a dark-haired woman wearing a brown top with red tassels coming from the neck and a pair of denim shorts that are cut incredibly high, steps into the restaurant. She's quite short and athletic looking, with an attractive face, but she carries with her an air of seriousness. She stares at you and Danny then at her friend as she approaches the booth with her brow furrowed.

>[BOLD 3/3] You must be Nita the Huntress. It's nice to meet you.
>[FLIRT 2/6] Hey there good lookin'. Why the long face?
>Stay quiet and let Jess do the introducing.

>>338415
Forgot to add [ROLL D20] to those social skill checks, so remember to roll when you vote for them.

>>338415

>[BOLD 3/3] You must be Nita the Huntress. It's nice to meet you.

>>338420

Any particular dice? Or just whateverD20?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>[BOLD 3/3] You must be Nita the Huntress. It's nice to meet you.

>>338421
Just 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>338415
>[BOLD 3/3] You must be Nita the Huntress. It's nice to meet you.
I honestly can't see how Ace could screw this line up.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>338423

Thanks.

Rollin' for >>338421

>>338415
>[BOLD 3/3] You must be Nita the Huntress. It's nice to meet you.
I guess we have to get thise stats up somehow, right?

Man, Ace getting bullied hard here. Must be how most cruiserweights start their careers.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>338431
Whoops. Not that it matters here.

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>You must be Nita the Huntress. It's nice to meet you.

You extend you hand in offer of a handshake, which Nita accepts. She turns to Jess and mutters, "He seems nice."

"Eh, he's kind of a dork," Jess laughs, glancing over to you and smirking. What's with the bullying? She looks like she's taking enjoyment out of it, and that she's expecting you to laugh along with her insults.

Nita's grip on the handshake is tight, and you can feel her strength. Her toned arm muscles also tell the story of her power. "I see I'm at a disadvantage," Nita states. "You seem to know who I am, but you're unfamiliar to me. Just who are you?"

"I'm Robin Winters," you reply. "I wrestled as The Ace in TWA before it was bought out by Total Impact."

"I see..." Nita mutters. "And your friend here?"

"This is-"

"I'll handle this, dude," Danny stands up, the biggest smirk on his face. "It's only right that I introduce myself to this kind of beauty."

Danny takes Nita hand and kisses the back of it. "The names Danny Gable, at your... your... your grip is really tight..."

"Yes... it is," Nita states, glaring at him as she squeezes tighter.

"Y-you mind loosening up a little," Danny laughs nervously. "I can't feel my fingers."

"Come on Nita, don't break his hand," Jess states.

Nita shrugs and lets go of Danny, before taking her seat next to Jess.

As she does, Danny leans in a whispers in your ear. "Okay dude, the Native American girl's hot but I kinda soured on her. How about you take her and I take the Scottish redhead."

"It's not a date," you whisper back. "This is actually business related."

Danny nods. "Okay, I gotcha. You don't want to give her up. That's fine, I can see how much she's into you. She's giving you the eye every time she says something."

"I can also hear you, dumbass." Jess sighs. "Seriously, you have no indoor voice at all, do you?"

As the four of you order your food, you explain the situation to Danny.

"A reality show, huh?" he ponders, scratching his chin. "That sounds right up my alley!"

"Seriously?" you ask. "Wrestlers who come from reality shows don't get a lot of respect backstage. Aren't you worried it'll make you look dumb?"

"Ace, when have I ever been worried about looking dumb?" Danny asks.

"He's got you there," Jess shrugs.

"Besides," Danny continues. "Reality shows are all about personality, and personality is where I thrive!"

>I wish I had your enthusiasm, Danny.
>Now that you mention it, you're bound to be one of the front-runners to win!
>My main problem is that we'll have to compete against each-other.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>338471

>I wish I had your enthusiasm, Danny.

>>338477
You only have to roll for dialogue options with a stat attached to them.

>>338471
>I wish I had your enthusiasm, Danny.
>My main problem is that we'll have to compete against each-other

>>338480

Bah, knew I forgot to turn off my dice right after I posted.

>>338471
>>Now that you mention it, you're bound to be one of the front-runners to win!

>>338484
Supporting

>>338484
Thirding

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>I wish I had your enthusiasm, Danny.
>My main problem is that we'll have to compete against each-other

"What do you mean?" Danny asks, "You said we'd be on a team!"

"Yeah, at first. But at the end of the day, only one person's going to win that big money contract."

"Huh... I didn't think about that part..." Danny mutters. "I mean, there's still a chance that those of us who don't win will be offered regular contracts even if we don't win, right?"

"Yeah, but there's no guarantee," you reply. "You'd have to look very impressive in order to be offered one."

"Okay..." Danny mumbles. "Then the obvious thing to do is work together to make each-other look amazing, then all of us will be signed!"

"You really think it's that simple?" Nita asks. "Are you stupid?"

"I'm beginning to think all the TWA crew are a little out of it," Jess states, smirking in your direction once more. You don't even know why, you didn't even say anything this time. "Seriously, did your arena have a gas-leak or something?"

"Why the hostility?" Danny asks. "We're all on the same side here!"

"No we're not," Jess raises and eyebrow. "We're explicitly on opposite teams who have to compete over a quarter million dollar contract. What part of that is us being on the same side?"

"Good point..." Danny mutters. "Still, there's no need for hostility. You know what? I just decided I'm throwing a party at my place tonight, and you're both invited!"

"Yay," Jess rolls her eyes.

Danny's phone goes off, as he pulls it out of his pocket. "Oh boy, it's Kimberly!" he exclaims with genuine excitement. "I'm going to take off, Ace. I'll pass the news on to the Princess."

As Danny takes off, Nita stands from her chair. "Then I shall also take my leave. I must train myself and prepare for this... reality show."

She exits the diner, leaving only you and Jess. She smirks as she looks over to you. Oh boy, here she goes again.

"So Ace, why don't you elaborate on this train-wreck of a love life I've heard about?"

>[BOLD 3/3] Why have you taken to picking on me, exactly? [ROLL D20]
>[FLIRT 2/5] Why are you interested in my love life? [ROLL D20]
>[KIND 3/3] It's actually a pretty dull story. Let's talk about you, shall we? [ROLL D20]

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>338540
>[BOLD 3/3] Why have you taken to picking on me, exactly?
Sweet Jesus, redirect, REDIRECT.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>338540

>[FLIRT 2/5] Why are you interested in my love life? [ROLL D20]

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>338540
>[KIND 3/3] It's actually a pretty dull story. Let's talk about you, shall we? [ROLL D20]
Lets learn more about her, see what happens.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>338540
>[KIND 3/3] It's actually a pretty dull story. Let's talk about you, shall we? [ROLL D20]
Jesus these rolls...

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>BOLD 3/3] Why have you taken to picking on me, exactly? [ROLL D20]

Get that bold stat up

>>338581
Well, with a roll like that, how can I refuse. I'll switch to this.

I want to be kind and learn more about her, but maybe being bold will help.

Wonder if its a self confidence thing.

>>338581
Seconding.
You saved us good sir

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>Why have you taken to picking on me, exactly?

Jess does her now all too familiar laugh-snort. "Hey, it's not like I'm some rampant bully or something!" she exclaims. "You just made yourself an easy target!"

"Did I really?" you ask. "It seemed we were getting along so well earlier when we met. We were joking around, I made you do your little snort thing..."

Jess blushes as she places her hand over her mouth in embarrassment. "You leave my snort out of this! I'm very insecure about that!"

You smirk. "Okay, okay... it's a cute laugh, though."

"Thanks."

"So... what's with the attempted bullying routine?"

Jessica shrugs. "Look... I just thought we were having fun. A little banter, you know? Except you weren't really firing back with any good one-liners, so the banter was a little one-sided, wasn't it?"

You nod. "You know Jess, something tells me you're a little antisocial."

"What makes you think that?" she asks.

"The fact that you thought trying to mock me was the way to make friends, the fact that your supposed work friend clearly wasn't that close to you seeing as how she took off, and the fact that you're still playing music on your headphones because you're too nervous to fully engage in conversation."

Jess stares at you, wide-eyed as she removes the headphones from around her neck and places them on the table. "Well..." she gasps, "I guess it was your turn to roast me back, huh? Well, you got me. I'm not good with this whole... social thing."

You laugh. "You'll fit in with my friends, then. We're all pretty terrible at that."

Jess gives a weak smile. "What makes you think I want to join your little circle of friends?" she asks. "Don't forget, we're competing against each-other in this show! I have to stay loyal to my own team!"

You smirk. "Sure... and I guess that means you don't want anything to do with me, the other teams leader."

"You're damn right!"

"Which is why you dragged me and my other team member to this diner for a nice talk, right? Because you want nothing to do with us?"

Jess pouts. "Shut up."

You laugh. "Looks like I've got you figured out. Someone's a little lonely."

"Lonely? Ha!" she exclaims. "Trust me Ace, you haven't begun to figure me out."

The two of you finish your meals, as you both step out the diner. Jess readied her headphones as she says goodbye. "Nice meeting you, Ace."

>So, can I expect you to show up to Danny's party tonight?
>Yeah, I'll see you around, Jess.
>[FLIRT 2/7] Hey, I know this is forward, but do you want to go out on a date sometime? [ROLL D20]

>>338653
>So, can I expect you to show up to Danny's party tonight?
I'd roll for the date, but we barely rolled past the bullying.

>>338653

>So, can I expect you to show up to Danny's party tonight?

>>338653
I'll see you around, Jess.
>Can I expect you to show up to Danny's party tonight?

>So, can I expect you to show up to Danny's party tonight?

Why is Jess so Best.

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>Can I expect you to show up to Danny's party tonight?

"Oh boy, showing up at a party in the house of some weird dude who dresses like a discount Michael Jackson? A party where I don't know anybody, and the only person I do know I met less than two hours ago? How could I turn it down?"

He stare at Jess, as she then shrugs. "Seriously though... I'll think about it. No promises. I'm a pretty busy woman, what with all those wrestling gigs I don't have."

Jess walks off as you return to your apartment to get ready for Danny's party. You really wish he wouldn't keep throwing these things on a whim. You like Danny far too much to turn his invitations down, but at the same time he throws way too many parties. It's getting tiring.

>Later, at the party

Having arrived early, you're left lounging on Danny's couch playing the most recent edition of the UPW video game, as Omega watches on. "Hey, I'm in this game, aren't I?" he asks.

"Yeah, but I don't like playing as you," Danny explains. "It's too weird taking control of virtual you, because real life you doesn't really have any control."

"What's my overall rating?" Omega asks. "I haven't played one of these things in years. Last one I played was the 2007 edition, and I was a 91 in that, I think."

"You're a 94 in this one," you answer.

"Sweet," Omega nods. "Is that the highest?"

"Nah, Johnny Mercer and The Grim Reaper are both rated 95," you explain.

Kevin leans back in his chair grumbling. "So," you decide to ask. "I suppose you've heard about this Make and Impact thing, right?"

"It's a complete disgrace!" Omega exclaims. "A reality show? What a joke! You never would have had anything like that when I was around!"

"What about the UPW Iron Man show?" you ask. "That was a reality show much like this one. It ran for six seasons, between 2000 and-"

"Yeah, well I hated that too!" Kevin yells, cutting off your trivia knowledge. "I can't believe they'd have my students jumping through hoops like this! Each of you deserve a contract and a push much more than any of that other teams losers do!"

>[RESPECT 3/2] Hey, I'm sure there's plenty of the MCW crew who deserve contracts. [ROLL D20]
>[EGO 2/2] You're right! We should have been on the Total Impact roster months ago! [ROLL D20]

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>338737
>[RESPECT 3/2] Hey, I'm sure there's plenty of the MCW crew who deserve contracts.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>338737
>[RESPECT 3/2] Hey, I'm sure there's plenty of the MCW crew who deserve contracts. [ROLL D20]
Always respect a wrestler.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>[RESPECT 3/2] Hey, I'm sure there's plenty of the MCW crew who deserve contracts.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>338737

>[RESPECT 3/2] Hey, I'm sure there's plenty of the MCW crew who deserve contracts. [ROLL D20]

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>Hey, I'm sure there's plenty of the MCW crew who deserve contracts.

Omega shrugs. "Sure, I guess. Anyone I've ever heard of?"

"Jessica Storm?" you throw a name out.

"Nope, never heard of her," he replies.

"Ooh, I wonder why you mentioned her first?" Danny laughs, nudging your elbow.

"Because she was the MCW champion and was the one I met first?" you reply.

"Huh... okay, that makes sense," Danny sighs, his attempt at embarrassing you failed.

"Anyway, how about Nita the Huntress?"

"Doesn't ring a bell," Kevin answers.

"Billy Saber?" you ask.

Omega leans forward in his chair. "Billy Saber?"

"You heard of him?" you ask.

"Yeah, when UPW loaned me out to Japan for a few shows a couple years ago, he was competing there," Omega explains. "He was just a Young Boy Jobber at the time, but you could tell that he had talent. He has a real knack for that old-school technical wrestling, which is my personal favourite style."

That's not surprising to hear, you knew that already. After all, Omega's own wrestling style was very technically crisp, with plenty of old-school holds.

"So do you agree that some of them a deserving?" you ask.

"Oh yeah, Billy Saber deserves that contract a lot more than Diamond over here," Omega states.

"Hey!" Danny protests. "I will not have my wrestling ability insulted in my own house! I-"

The doorbell rings, as Danny bursts from the couch. "That must be Kimberly! I'll get it!" he yells excitedly as he rushes for the door.

"Damn, he's like a puppy with that girl..." Omega shakes his head. "Sure, she keeps some serious melons under those sweaters, and maybe it's because I first met her when she was sixteen, but I don't know what exactly he sees in The Princess."

"I don't know," you shrug. "What do you see in Patty?"

"A future," Omega replies.

"Exactly, it's love. Don't question it."

Omega takes a sip of his drink, starring at Danny's television, as Danny re-enters the living room, dejected as David and Jenny walk behind him. "Okay, let's address the elephant in the room!" Jenny yells, throwing her hands up. "This game show thing is fucking stupid! I don't want any part in it! Buuuuut... a quarter of a million is a quarter of a million, and I'm not going to pass up that chance!"

"What would you even spend that much money on?" you ask.

"Knives and cat food, what's it to you?" Jenny snaps back.

David sits down on the couch next to you. "This reality show concept is... troubling."

>Worried you might not appeal to people?
>[KIND 3/2] You shouldn't have a problem. You're big and strong, which is what most promoter's look for. [ROLL D20]
>[LORE 3/3] Eh, it's hardly a new concept. Some contestant have even went on to have great careers! [ROLL D20]

>>338806
>[LORE 3/3] Eh, it's hardly a new concept. Some contestant have even went on to have great careers! [ROLL D20]

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>338806
>[KIND 3/2] You shouldn't have a problem. You're big and strong, which is what most promoter's look for.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>338819
Rolling for

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>338806

>[LORE 3/3] Eh, it's hardly a new concept. Some contestant have even went on to have great careers! [ROLL D20]

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>338819
Lets do it

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>Eh, it's hardly a new concept. Some contestants have even went on to have great careers!

"I suppose so..." David mutters. "Still, none of them were bogged down with a criminal record."

You shake your head. "Don't worry about it. There's even been quite a few wrestler's with criminal records much worse than yours. A lot of promoter's like to spin that into a great redemption angle."

Omega nods. "The kid's right, Kingpin. You've got nothing to worry about... probably."

The doorbell rings once more as Danny once again sprints for it. "He's excited," David remarks.

"Yeah, I'll explain why later," you wave your hand.

"Oh, it's only Abby!" Danny exclaims, walking into the room, as Abby stares at him sad and confused.

"J-just...?" she mutters, before she catches your eye. Immediately, David leaves the seat next to you and takes Jenny into Danny's kitchen, as Abby sits down by your side. "Hi Robin..." she smiles, "I heard about the reality show. It sounds pretty... interesting."

"Yeah, interesting's one word for it," you laugh. "One thing that sucks is that they're giving us one building for the contestants to stay in, and we'll only be able to receive outside visitors occasionally. Now that I think about it, reality show sets sound a lot more like prisons."

"Oh..." Abby mutters. "I guess that means me and Kevin won't be able to see you as much..."

"Nah, I'm fine!" Omega smirks. "I'm one of the biggest legends in wrestling history. I could come and go from that place as I please... if I wanted to, which I don't."

"Oh... so it's just me that's getting left out..." Abby pouts.

You place a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry Abby, I'll try to get you something there. Even if it's an unpaid temp job, I'll find your in with Total Impact. Even if I have to talk Proxy's ear of until I get it."

"You... you really mean it?" Abby asks.

>[KIND 3/2] Of course! Anything for one of my best friends! [ROLL D20]
>[FLIRT 2/5] Of course, and maybe I could earn a little kiss for my efforts! [ROLL D20]

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>338892
>[KIND 3/2] Of course! Anything for one of my best friends! [ROLL D20]
We will find a way!

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>338892
>[FLIRT 2/5] Of course, and maybe I could earn a little kiss for my efforts!
What could go wrong?

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>338892

>[KIND 3/2] Of course! Anything for one of my best friends! [ROLL D20]

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>338892
>>[KIND 3/2] Of course! Anything for one of my best friends! [ROLL D20]

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>338892
>KIND 3/2] Of course! Anything for one of my best friends! [ROLL D20]

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>Of course! Anything for one of my best friends!

"You consider me one of your b-best friends?" Abby asks, unable to contain a nervous smile.

"Well... yeah," you answer. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Oh... I don't know," Abby begins. "I guess I just thought you held you other wrestler friends in higher regard..."

You give a small laugh. "Abby, you think that just because you're not a wrestler, I would consider you less my friend?"

"I-I know, it's pretty silly of me," Abby blushes. "It's good to hear it's not true for certain."

You smile as you lean in and give her a quick hug. "Of course that's not true!" you laugh. "You're one of the best friends anyone could have, and that's why I'm going to get you that job."

"Thank you, Robin... you're my best friend, too."

Omega sighs. "Oh boy, isn't she just a big ball of candy and sweetness. Her weird cuteness is gonna make me throw up from sugar sickness."

"Hey Ace! It's the Scottish chick!" Danny exclaims as he re-enters the room. You didn't even notice the doorbell ring. Jess enters the room, with an awkward look on her face. She's obviously uncomfortable attending the party. She throws her heaphones around her neck as she looks into the room. She gives a small wave to you as she enters the living room.

"Who... who's this?" Abby asks.

"This is Jess. She was the MCW champion, and she'll be in the reality show with us. Danny invited her here to get to know the rest of us."

"You invited the enemy?!" Kevin exclaims, rising from his chair to yell at Danny. "Dammit Diamond, every time I think you can't get any dumber-"

"Holy shit!" Jess gasps, as she takes a few steps back in shock. "Are... are you Kevin Omega?!"

Kevin looks down and examines his arms. "Well, unless something's changed in the last thirty minutes... nope, definitely still him. What do you want?"

You didn't expect Jess to get so starstruck at this moment. "I... wow, I can't believe it's you... you guys never told me you knew Kevin Omega!"

"Well duh," Danny laughs. "He trained us."

Jess' eyes grow even wider. "He... you people were trained by Kevin Omega, and you didn't bother to tell me?!"

"I didn't think it was important," you shrug.

"Not important?!" Jess and Kevin exclaim in unison.

"Jinx! You owe me a coke," Kevin points at Jess.

She laughs, which as always turns into a snort. She covers her mouth as her face floods with red. "OH MY GOD!" she exclaims. "I can't believe I just snorted in front of Kevin Omega... Oh, this is the worst..."

"Yeah, and not to pile on," Danny adds. "But Kevin wasn't even joking. He expects you to buy him a coke."

You step up to Jess and lead her slightly away from the others before she slowly dies of embarrassment. She lets out a deep breath, as you ask her if she's alright, only to be met with a swift punch to the arm. "Ah, what was that for?"

"Next time warn me that my childhood hero will be at the party!" Jess exclaims. Damn, you've known Kevin for so long, and been so aware of his terrible social life and all of his personal demons, that you forget he's still considered a beloved icon among most people in the industry.

"Sorry, that was a lapse of judgement on my part," you admit. "Anyway, I'm glad you decided to come here tonight. It'll be good for the group to get to know you better."

Jess scratches her arm. "Yeah, if I can even hold a conversation with them! I mean, I have no idea what to talk about with these people! Who do I even go for first?"

You wish there was an obvious answer to that, but it's not like anyone in your group are masters of the social arts themselves.

>You like music, right? Abby's a singer, I'm sure you two can hit it off.
>You met Danny before, he's a funny guy.
>You're going to pass up a chance to talk to you hero? Omega's sitting right there!
>David and Jenny are a couple, if you want to avoid a one-on-one conversation.
>Eh... Kimberly probably has the most social tact out of all of us. You should wait for her to arrive.
>Just stick with me, and you'll be fine.

>>339016
>You like music, right? Abby's a singer, I'm sure you two can hit it off.
For the love of god, keep her away from Omega.

>>339016
>Just stick with me, and you'll be fine.

I think it time we get back in the game

>>339016
>You like music, right? Abby's a singer, I'm sure you two can hit it off.
That said, I bet Jenny could get along with Jess. As would Kimberly

>>339009

>You like music, right? Abby's a singer, I'm sure you two can hit it off.

>>339035

Hell no dude, not now. We blew through two girlfriends in two months and only one of them still likes us as a friend.

>>339051
And its been four or five months since then we can get in a relationship of we want to

Calling in 5 minutes.

>>339016
>>Just stick with me, and you'll be fine.
>>And don't get your hopes up with omega. He isn't what you expect

Calling for
>Just stick with me, and you'll be fine.
Writing now.

>>339016
>>You like music, right? Abby's a singer, I'm sure you two can hit it off.

Apologies, miscounted the original voting. Actually calling for
>You like music, right? Abby's a singer, I'm sure you two can hit it off.
Writing now.

>>339084
Math is off dude.

>>339024
>>339036
>>339051
Abby.

>>339035
>>339079
Stick

If its too late, its too late. I am sure if she sticks with us it will be mostly fine, introduce her to people gradually.

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Jess rolls her eyes. "And what if we don't like the same music? It's hardly a great basis for conversation," she remarks.

"Is it better than turning into a stuttering mess in front of Kevin Omega?" you ask.

Jess plants her face into her hand. "Oh god, I snorted in front of him! It was like a waking nightmare!"

"Eh, it's not that bad," you reply. "People have done much worse things in front of him, and he's done much worse things in front of other people. He's not gonna judge you."

"Really?" she asks, a hint of hope in her voice. Unfortunately for her, you feel the need to be honest.

"Well... he is judging you. But he judges everyone, all the time, with his intense staring eyes... wow, sorry. I just had flashbacks from training with him."

Jess laughs, then snorts. At this point, you realise that it goes beyond a common habit. She genuinely cannot laugh without snorting.

You and she re-enter Danny's living room, as you sit down on the couch with Abby. Jess soon joins you and you motion for the two girls to shake hands. "Abby, this is Jess. Jess, this is Abby."

"N-nice to meet you," Abby mutters nervously. Now that you think about it, Abby may not be the best choice for a social introduction. Still, this experience should benefit the both of them.

"You know, Abby was the singer for TWA's live band," you explain.

"TWA used a live band?" Jess raises an eyebrow. "Wow, MCW just used pre-recorded songs. You'd think that would be the first cost they'd try to cut before going under... uhh, no offence, Abbster."

Abby nods nervously, her recent firing still fresh in her mind. "It... it's okay?"

"You stutter a lot, you know that?" Jess points out.

"Y-yes, I... I do..." Abby bites her bottom lip.

Jess winces, even she can tell this conversation could be going better. You try to hop in and save it. "So Jess, why don't you tell us a little about yourself?"

"Like what?" Jess asks.

>Where did you grow up?
>What made you want to be a wrestler?
>What's your dream?

>>339145
>Where did you grow up?
Probably the simplest and could lead into a longer conversation.

>>339145
>Where did you grow up?
Ye fae Easterhoose hen?

>>339145
>>What made you want to be a wrestler?

>>339145

>Where did you grow up?

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>Where did you grow up?

"Mexico City," Jess answers in a matter-of-fact tone.

"What?" you ask. "Really?"

Jess tilts her head to the side and squints at you. "No, you twit! As you can tell by my incredibly subtle accent, I'm a Scottish lass."

"Okay," you sigh. "You from Edinburgh? Glasgow?"

"There's more than two place in Scotland, you know," Jess snaps. "I'm from Inverness. That's right, I'm a highlander."

"Like the movie!" Abby exclaims, trying hard to contribute to the conversation.

"Sort of, except I'm not immortal and I don't have the beautiful voices of Sean Connery, Clancey Brown OR Christopher Lambert. That movie gave me so many false hopes for adulthood..."

"How long have you lived in the States," you ask. "I ask because your accent isn't that strong."

"Och, did ye expect me ta soond like this?" she replies, putting on the most stereotypical accent imaginable. "We don't all sound like that. I finished my wrestling training at 18, then I got a small gig in Philadelphia and moved over... so that means I've been living here two years now."

"Huh," you mutter. "Who did you train under?"

"Robbie Westside," Jess explains. "Great British Wrestler. Billy Saber was also taught by him."

"I know Robbie Westside," you laugh. "Not personally, but I'm aware of his work. Kevin's wrestled a ton of matches with him back in the 90s."

"You call him Kevin, huh?" Jess mutters. "Weird, I couldn't imagine being that close to someone so famous. I mean, he's a six time world champion! He main evented three Starrcades, the third was this freaking year! And he's just hanging out with his old students? That's... really weird. Doesn't he have other people he should be spending time with? Some big industry friends? I heard a rumour that he and James Daniels were still on good terms..."

Overhearing this, Omega looks a little disturbed. He shakes his head, and excuses himself from the room.

>Kevin's fallen on hard times lately. We're his friends.
>It's best not to ask about it. It's pretty personal.
>Do you mind? I'm going to go talk to Kevin.

>>339263
>Do you mind? I'm going to go talk to Kevin.

>>339263
>>Kevin's fallen on hard times lately. We're his friends.
>Do you mind? I'm going to go talk to Kevin.

>>339263

Seconding >>339290

>>339263
>Kevin's fallen on hard times lately. We're his friends.
>It's best not to ask about it. It's pretty personal.

Glad to finally catch one of these while it's still going on.

>>339295

Oh aye, thirded.

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>Kevin's fallen on hard times lately. We're his friends.
>Do you mind? I'm going to go talk to Kevin.

"Kevin Omega? Hard times?" Jess asks. "Isn't he like a millionaire?"

"Not financially hard, just... look, I'm going to go talk to him. Can you wait here?"

"Sure," Jess mutters. "Shit, did I say something to offend him? Did I just offend my childhood hero? Did this night just get worse for me?"

You step out onto Danny's front porch, where Kevin is standing outside, looking at the sky. "I sure have burned a lot of bridges, haven't I?" he laughs.

"It's not like we didn't know that already," you reply. "Look, don't be mad with Jess. She didn't know what she was saying."

"I'm not angry with your new fling, kiddo." Omega sighs. "I just realised she made a hell of a point. How sad is it that I'm hanging around with a bunch of my students. I'm only 43 and I feel like an old coot because every I know is in their mid-20s at the oldest. Jesus, Patty's 18 years my junior... you know how fucking weird that is? I remember when I first met her, she talked about a time when she was eight, and she and her dad came up to me after a UPW show and got my autograph. I didn't remember, because I shouldn't be expected to remember every snot nosed little kid I sign autographs for, but it's still so bizarre to me that she was so young when I was an adult. It makes me feel... wrong when I have thoughts about her. And the self-loathing already did a good job of making me feel wrong to begin with."

"Okay, you feel old," you shrug. "It's not that big a deal."

"Heh, just wait until it happens to you," Omega laughs. "I mean... not to make you cream your jeans with excitement, but you're the closest thing to a proper friend I've got. And look at you, you're young enough to be my son! I really need some friends my own age, don't I?"

"Does age really matter?" you ask. "We're you're friends, regardless of how old we are. That's the facts."

"I suppose you're right..." Omega shrugs. "But hey, you don't need this old man whining about how old he is. Let's talk about you, and this stupid game show... what's it called?"

"Make an Impact."

"How cute," Omega shakes his head. "You're at a disadvantage you know."

"I thought you considered me a great wrestler?" you ask.

"Of course you're a great wrestler!" Omega fires at you. "Shitty wrestlers don't graduate from my dojo! But this isn't going to revolve around wrestling. If it's anything like those old UPW reality shows, you're going to be given a bunch of goofy challenges that can only be vaguely attached to wrestling, while a panel of judges rank you in a way that seems like it's based on your talents, when really all of them are based on your looks, your popularity, and whatever story you can come up for them to decide that keeping you makes for better television. You're short, you're not going to be as instantly popular as anyone else, and you're too honest for that kind of bullshit. Plus, the powers that be aren't going to want you winning this."

"What are you talking about? Proxy doesn't seem all that against me," you reply. "She went to my birthday party."

"Not just Proxy," Omega states. "Their world champion. That bastard of a former teammate of mine. James Daniels."

>Owen warned me about him too. I guess I should look out for him.
>Come on, I doubt he's that petty or cares enough about a reality show to throw his weight around like that.
>[BOLD 3/7] Why did you guys fall out, anyway?

>>339358

>Owen warned me about him too. I guess I should look out for him.

>>339358
>>Owen warned me about him too. I guess I should look out for him.

Oh yeah, he cares. Are we that naive? Maybe, I don't think so.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>339358
>[BOLD 3/7] Why did you guys fall out, anyway?

>>339358
>Owen warned me about him too. I guess I should look out for him.

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>Owen warned me about him too. I guess I should look out for him.

"Barnes?" Kevin asks. "How the hell does he know Daniels?"

"Well, he was trained... by..." you begin, as you realise the mistake of telling Kevin this. You try to shut your mouth, but it's too late. Enough of the words got out.

"He was trained by Daniels?" Kevin's eye twitched. "He's a student of the man I hate more than anything else, and you never thought it appropriate to, I don't know, tell me?!"

"I just found out yesterday!" you explain. "At my party! When he warned me about Daniels, he also mentioned it. I think he didn't want any of us to know in case we started to see him as an enemy-"

"Because he is!"

"No, he's not," you shake your head. "He's like the nicest guy on the planet. Do you really think your old partner is so obsessed with you that he would hire his students to act as covert double agents to get in with your students and friends?"

"I haven't ruled out the possibility," Omega remarks.

"Don't you know how insane that sounds?" you ask.

"Yeah, it sounds pretty insane, doesn't it?" Omega replies, "But I know that James is just as insane as I am! Therefore, if I'm thinking of him doing it, then he's also likely thought of it to, and is utilising it!"

You sigh. "Maybe you should get some sleep. You sound tired."

"Okay, but I'll have to sleep on Diamond's surprisingly comfortable couch," Omega replies. "I can't drive home cause I've been drinking."

"Ah, so you're not tired, you're drunk," you mutter.

"Is that really a surprise?" Omega asks. "I'm always drunk."

"Whatever, just come inside..." you mumble, leading him back inside the house as he returns to his seat. You notice that Jess and Abby are actually engaged in a conversation. Good for her... good for them.

You notice Danny sitting on his the bottom rung of his staircase, staring down at his phone. "Princess can't make it tonight," Danny sighs. "Last minute change of plans."

>[KIND 3/2] Don't worry buddy, you'll be sharing a room with her for the next few weeks during this show.
>[BOLD 3/4] You were never this obsessed with Kim before. What changed?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>339456
>[KIND 3/2] Don't worry buddy, you'll be sharing a room with her for the next few weeks during this show.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>339456

>[KIND 3/2] Don't worry buddy, you'll be sharing a room with her for the next few weeks during this show.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>339456
>[KIND 3/2] Don't worry buddy, you'll be sharing a room with her for the next few weeks during this show.

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>Don't worry buddy, you'll be sharing a room with her for the next few weeks during this show.

Danny laughs. "Hey, you've got a good point! Actually, this whole team thing might be pretty fun! Bring us all closer together. Sharing a room like that... we'll be like kids at camp or something!"

"Yeah, and you and Kim can be that pair who carve their names into a tree by the end of the trip!" you smile.

"Yeah, and you and Jess can be the two lovebirds from rivalling camps!" Danny answers back.

You sigh. "This again?"

Danny laughs. "Come on, dude! She's been giving you the bedroom eyes this whole time! Every time she makes on of her little remarks, she looks at you expecting you to laugh! She even came to this party where she doesn't know anyone, filled with people she'll be competing with for a lot of money very soon, all because you were there! She's crushing hard, how can you not see that?"

"I think you're overreacting," you remark. "Jess is just trying to be nice and not turn this into a war between the teams. Besides, I'm still taking a break from romance, remember?"

"Wow, and you're not going to end that break for someone like her?" Danny asks. "Dude, I wish I had your principles."

"Eh, some would call me principled, others would call me dumb," you joke.

The night winds to an end, and soon the others are pooling out of Danny's house. Jess is laughing with Abby as Abby walks off to her car. "Hey Abbster, don't forget to text me the date of your next concert, I'd love to see your band play!" she calls out after her, before turning to you. "She's a great gal, isn't she?"

"Yeah, Abby's pretty shy, but she's really cool when you get to know her," you reply.

"And you certainly got to know her, didn't you?" Jess laughs, then snorts.

"What do you..." you begin, before catching on. "Oh."

"You and she dated a little bit," Jess smirks. "I didn't pick up on all the details, but I can tell she's one part of that train-wreck Diamond mentioned before."

"Yeah, well... I'm good at mending fences," you reply.

"Good," Jess replies. "Because you'll have to be mending a lot of them after this show."

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>JULY 21st 2016

You and all of the other contestants have been called into the Total Impact offices in order for some kind of press interview thing. You're all going to sit down in a boxed room and introduce yourselves to the camera and say what you're all about so that Total Impact can use it in a video package at the start of the show. You arrive with your wrestling gear, mask included, packed into your bag, but as you arrive, you get some sudden news.

"What do you mean, lose the mask?!" you ask.

Proxy nods. "There is already a contestant wearing a lucha libre mask. For you to wear one as well will not only make the contestants seem less diverse, it will put you at an extreme disadvantage for seeming to similar to another. From now on, you will go by the alias of 'The Ace' Robin Winters."

"Why can't the other guy lose the mask?" you ask.

"Astro Jr is part of a renowned legacy of lucha libre wrestlers, and the direct successor to a legend of Mexican wrestling. You wear a mask because you think it is cool."

You sigh. She makes a good point... the mask is what originally made you stand out in TWA, so you're reluctant to lose it, but in this case it may be more of a detriment. Still, you like the mask... but maybe it's better you let this go, learn to pick your battles when it comes to management.

>Fine, I'll lose the mask. Might be better to appear as myself anyway.
>[BOLD 3/7] I'm not losing the mask. No way in hell.
>[EGO 2/7] The Ace is a money character for Total Impact... under the mask. You'll be throwing away money if you drop it, I'm telling you.

>>339570

>>[EGO 2/7] The Ace is a money character for Total Impact... under the mask. You'll be throwing away money if you drop it, I'm telling you.

"People back home loved me, because I was the costumed Superhero, it's totally different."

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>339584

Well, someone forgot how to roll, and it's me!

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>339576
>>[EGO 2/7] The Ace is a money character for Total Impact... under the mask. You'll be throwing away money if you drop it, I'm telling you.
I don't know about you but I think two masked competitors would be an interesting dynamic. Considering there is one masked wrestler on each team there could be the potential for a special episode where they do a challenge and the loser has to be unmasked. Make sure to say this to Proxy
did Logan wear a mask?

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>339576
>>[BOLD 3/7] I'm not losing the mask. No way in hell.
Wow, fuck Proxy

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>[EGO 2/7] The Ace is a money character for Total Impact... under the mask. You'll be throwing away money if you drop it, I'm telling you.

>>339576
>Fine, I'll lose the mask. Might be better to appear as myself anyway.
We can keep the Ace gimmick, but the mask is honestly a little too much anyway, although Superhero gimmicks don't tend to work very well regardless.

>>339589

Your explanation is even better.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>339576

>[BOLD 3/7] I'm not losing the mask. No way in hell.

Fuck Proxy. She's going to do to us what Bischoff did to Rey Mysterio? Hell Naw!

>>339601
We're not Rey though, we'll probably get more over without the mask.

>>339576
>Fine, I'll lose the mask. Might be better to appear as myself anyway
I guess we can make this sacrifice. But we're going to have to fight our way through these shenanigans.

>>339576
>>Fine, I'll lose the mask. Might be better to appear as myself anyway
We'll find something in it's place

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>The Ace is a money character for Total Impact... under the mask. You'll be throwing away money if you drop it, I'm telling you.

Proxy stares deep at you. If she ever showed any emotion, you would imagine it to be pure anger for being spoken too like that. "Very well," she states. "Keep the mask."

"What, really?" you ask. That was easier than you though.

"Yes," Proxy nods. "Do not say I did not give you fair warning, though. This is a reality show, Winters. Do you really think people are going to be invested in your generic superhero act? Do you really think they can relate to you under that mask? No, they want to see the real person underneath, they want to know the struggles of Robin Winters, not the fictional achievements of The Ace. I have worked in this business, rather successfully I might add, for several years now. I have intensely studied what does work and what does not work, and with which audiences. If you honestly believe that you know more than me, go ahead. I dare you, Winters."

Proxy walks away as you pull the mask from your gym bag. Damn, that was scary. It was almost like she was outright threatening you. Whatever, you stood up for yourself, and kept the mask. They'll learn to respect that.

"Okay, uhh... Robin Winters?" A man with a clipboard asks.

"Yeah, that's me," you reply, tying up the mask over your head.

"You're up next. Take a seat."

He leads you into a small room with a proped up camera on a tripod facing a pair of chairs. You sit down in one of them. "Okay, what am I supposed to do?" you ask.

"Just introduce yourself to the camera, tell them what you're about, your story... basic stuff. Just improvise it."

You look deep into the camera's lens, completely unsure of what to say. How are you going to introduce yourself to the people on the other end? What angle are you supposed to take this from?

>[FLY] Big up your high-flying skills. [ROLL D20+3]
>[CHA] Hype up your mic skills. [ROLL D20+3]
>Bring up your training by Kevin Omega.
>Give a sob story.
>Stay completely in character as a superhero.
>Remove the mask, and speak as plain old Robin Winters.

>>339660
>Remove the mask, and speak as plain old Robin Winters.
>Bring up your training by Kevin Omega.

Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>339660
>[FLY] Big up your high-flying skills.
>Stay completely in character as a superhero.

>>339663

Then put the mask back on.

"But in the ring, I am the Ace. He gave me this name, and I will do everything in my power to honor it. No matter my opponent."

Rolled 2 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>Bring up your training by Kevin Omega.
>Stay completely in character as a superhero.
>[CHA] Hype up your mic skills. [ROLL D20+3]

>>339670
This is a good idea.

>>339663
>>339670
I will support this one. Its pretty solid.

>>339670
I also like this. Make sure to say something about how every kid wants to be a hero. Sometimes being ourselves isn't what we truly need. A mask doesn't always have to be a bad thing, with a mask on you can be whoever you want and as strong as you want. As long as you remember who you are the mask will never be something your hiding behind.

>>339684
This, definitely. We're short, so we want to make ourselves a likeable underdog. Keeping 100% in the superhero character will mess that up.

>>339684
actually fuck my earlier vote going with this.

>>339684
Yep, I will back adding that as well. Here's hoping it pays off.

>>339660
>>Remove the mask, and speak as plain old Robin Winters.
>>Bring up your training by Kevin Omega.

>>339684

Aye, you took mine and briught it to the bext level, good show sir!

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>>339707
*brought
*next

Accursed Keyboard!

Changing >>339706
To>>339684

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>Remove the mask, and speak as plain old Robin Winters.
>Bring up your training by Kevin Omega.

You take a deep breath and loosen the mask around your head. You pull it off, and hold it in your hand as the camera records. You look into the camera with a knowing smile on your face. "My name is Robin Winters. I'm 5'9'', 19 years old, half-asian, and there's honestly nothing about me that screams pro-wrestler at first glance. I just grew up like so many of you watching right now did... just watching the product and absorbing it and loving it. I was a fan from day one and I knew deep down that someway, somehow, no matter what, I was going to pursue this. I was going to become a pro-wrestler. I always looked up to so many of the greats. Stunning Steve, Mr. Mystery, but my all-time favourite had to be Kevin Omega. The way he talked, the way he wrestled, the way he carried himself... as a six year old kid with no dad around, I had found my hero... which is weird, because he almost always played the bad guy."

You chuckle a little to yourself before continuing. "I had the most amazing honour to be trained by Omega, and to be a part of his dojo's first graduating class. I learned so much from that man... stuff you'd never even have thought about. Omega's a man who just understood every single intricate detail of what made professional wrestling great, and it was amazing for him to impart that knowledge onto me. So, when I graduated, I took to the ring, put on this mask and I called myself The Ace... a name he was kind enough to give me."

You pause, looking down at the mask. "I wear the mask because I want to be a superhero. I mean, what kid didn't want to be a hero growing up? Sometimes being ourselves isn't what we truly need. A mask doesn't always have to be a bad thing, with a mask on you can be whoever you want and as strong as you want. As long as you remember who you are, the mask will never be something you're hiding behind."

You look deep into the camera for the last part of your introduction. "So yeah, I'm Robin Winters, and by all accounts I'm just your average kid, obsessed with wrestling. I love this business, I love this artform, and I find it an honour and a privelege to step into that ring each and every time."

You hold up the mask, and place it back over your face. "But in the ring, I am the Ace. Omega gave me this name, and I will do everything in my power to honour it. No matter my opponent."

"And... cut!" the man in the black shirt and clipboard yells. "Beautiful, got it in one take! Good stuff in there, you actually had me believing in it!"

"Yeah..." you mutter. "That's because I believe in it too."

And that will be all for tonight! Let me know what you think, and we'll be picking up where we left off tomorrow!

>>339766

Cheers to all, we bailed it at the end there, dropped out of DGA about half-way through, just didn't have time, but I'm back, and so is WrestleQuest too, and I'm hype.

>>339772

*nailed


Keyboard, I will END you!

>>339766
I don't know about you guys, but I'm pretty hyped up about that promo cut.

It's weird rolling d20s again for skills, but I'm not too fussed about it.

Here's hoping we can pull off the upset, same as we always do. I'd at least hope for final 4.

>>339785
With a promo like that, unless someone else somehow ended up better, we're going to start as a fan favorite, at least, as long as we can do good in the ring/in the challenges.

>>339794
Well, it really does depend on Terry Creed. He's apparently the favourite as said by Jess. And lets be honest here, Danny is the favourite on our half of the division.

But I think we've got a shot.

>>339806
I don't know think we'll win, but we'll definitely get pretty far.

>>339810
And I suppose, that's what really matters. Much as Kimberly will have to make the audience understand that she's not just a pretty face, we'll have to convince the audience(and executives, Kimberly will get in easy, regardless) that we're someone who deserves to be in TIW.

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As I mentioned on Twitter, there'll be a change to the formatting of WrestleQuest threads. Back on /tg/ it was one thread per session, mainly because that board had a higher turnover rate for threads and I didn't want people excessively bumping a previous thread over 12 hours to keep it alive until the next session started.

My other Quest that I run, Dark Gate Academy, also did the one thread per session thing, but that's because I wanted to give it an episodic feel. I don't feel the same need for WrestleQuest, so tomorrow we continue from this thread, and will keep posting in the thread until it dies before making a new one, because I don't want to clutter the board with threads for no real reason.

Anyway, onto the player question!

>Player Question
This one relates to something I've debated with myself many, many times over the course of running this quest. I am not good at describing physical appearances, and quite a few characters' appearances are explicitly based on real life wrestlers. For instance, Jess' looks are mainly based on this lady. Since I suck at description, I always wondered if it would be better to add pictures for the characters in posts. It would also help break up the monotony of every post's image being generic scenery.

The Issue with it are that not every main character is fully based on an existing wrestler, and those that are have slight changes from their looks inspiration. Even here, I intended Jess to be more of a natural redhead, as opposed to the dyed shown in the picture. So, if I were to introduce character pictures, I'd likely have to make some small changes to pre-established descriptions.

Really, I can never really make up my mind on it, so I'm gonna ask you guys for your thoughts. Yes? No? Try it for one thread, see how it goes? Only use pictures for the characters who are inspired by an existing look, and don't bother with the others? What do you think?

>>339845

Part of the problem for me with this is that I kind of have a hard time picturing Kevin as anything but an old, overweight Kenny Omega, and Owen Barnes as what Kevin Owens would look like if he lost weight. I know they don't look like that, but 'twas my immediate thought.

>>339845
I'd say go for it, but don't worry too much about changing the descriptions. I think it'll be worthwhile just to give an idea of what the characters look like, as well as provide variety in the images.

>>339856
Those are... interesting imaginings. It's odd that I can see exactly why that's what you picture despite it being so far removed from what I've been picturing.

>>339863
I like that idea. Have both the pictures and descriptions be more of a guideline and not an exact thing.

>>339845
So far I haven't had trouble imaging each character but if you want to add pictures, I don't see a problem there.

>>339845

I always seem to catch these threads right when they're wrapping up, but I don't mind having pictures to represent a wrestler, but I feel that they shouldn't be an exact match. A guideline? Sure. But using the pictures and say "THAT is who X/Y/Z looks like" usually doesn't work unless you can get a Drawguy/girl to help out. (That and a quest I was active in fell prey to this.)

>>339878

It's the names, I make the word-association in my brain, and despite knowing it's 100% wrong, it sticks.

>>339936
Yeah, that's a good point. I'd much rather the pictures act as a guideline than an exact representation.

>>339999
Yeah, oddly enough Owen is meant to much more resemble Sami Zayn.

>>340015

I kind of figured, and if nothing else, the contrast is perfect.

>>339856
I imagine the same thing. And it is perfect.
>>340015
Funny you mention Sammy Zane I'm a first time reader of this quest and a big wrestling fan >>339766 whole post made me think about the whole Sammy Zane/ el generico and gave me feels kinda

Just want to say keep up the good work. Off to read the archive

>>340417

It is now official, we are Asian-Sami Zayn. I am 110% olay with this.

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PROWRESTLINGSCOOPZ.com

Pro-Wrestling Journalist Derrick Mets has reported that Total Impact Wrestling are currently working on a wrestling based reality show, in a similar vein to UPW's Iron Man series. Twelve contestant, split into two teams will compete in a series of weekly challenges, with the grand prize being a $250,000 contract. More on this news as it develops.

COMMENTS
>Fucking typical of TIW to rip of UPW yet again! It's not like UPW's reality show was any good to begin with!
>Who's even slated to be the contestants? A bunch of unknowns, I bet
>After some research... yeah, it's a ton of nobodies. But four of them were apparently trained by Kevin Omega, and there's the successor to Mexican Luchadore Astro, so that's pretty cool
>Fuck, everyone get a look at this Terry Creed guy in the competition. Big black beefcake. Did someone say pushed to the moon?
>Yeah, take four graduates of the best wrestler of all time and the direct successor to a Lucha Legend... stick them in a shitty reality show. LOL TIW

You let out a sigh as you scroll through the comments section of the article. “Well, people are pretty negative on the show so far.”

Kimberly is leaning over you, staring at the screen as you sit in a chair. “It's not like we were any more optimistic about it... hey, that comments mentioning me! Oh... they just saw a picture and the want to bang me. Great. What does this comment that just says 'Fap Fap Fap' underneath mean...”

You close the browser as you stand up and walk around. You're currently in the living area that you team will be spending the next few weeks in over the course of the reality show. Six beds are arranged out across the room, with trunks at the bottom of each one for you're belongings. It really is like camp. At least they've provided you with a computer... a single computer between six people... and it's a rather old one.

Danny is busy bouncing his ass on his assigned bed, testing it's softness. “Man, I don't know if I can go from my Queen sized bed to this single cot for two weeks...”

“We get it, you're rich!” Jenny yells at him. “Shut the fuck up about it already!”

She's been on edge the entire time you've been here. It's not surprising, she clearly wants no part in this reality show.

“Okay, let's just clear the air here,” Angelo states. “I know I'm not as close as the rest of you are, but the word in the air is that I'll be eliminated first. I don't like that. I'm not this team's redshirt, okay?”

“Then maybe you should learn to show a little personality,” Danny laughs. “Without it you're doomed, dude."

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The door swings wide open, as the six members of the MCW team enter your room. They just got organised into their room on the other side of the building, and are likely looking to introduce themselves as a group. Jess is leading the charge, and she smirks as she catches your eye.

“Okay folks, time to meet the dorks we'll be eliminating from this contest!” Jess exclaims. “Dorks, meet the winners. Winners, meet the dorks.”

“I can see you're already getting caught up in the spirit of competition,” you remark.

Jess shrugs. “What can I say? I love having rivals.”

A blonde haired woman in a black mask approaches you in offer of a handshake. As she speaks, you can tell that her English isn't perfect. “You also wear mask?” she asks, as you readily accept the handshake. “I am Astro Jr. Nice to be meeting you.”

>[RES 3/2] Nice to meet you two. You come from a great legacy. [ROLL D20]
>[LORE 3/3] The original Astro was a man, wasn't he? [ROLL D20]
>[FLIRT 3/4] Even under that mask, I can tell you're a great beauty. [ROLL D20]

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>[RES 3/2] Nice to meet you two. You come from a great legacy. [ROLL D20]

Hustle
Loyalty
>Res

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>>340951

>[RES 3/2] Nice to meet you two. You come from a great legacy.

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>>340951
>[RES 3/2] Nice to meet you two. You come from a great legacy.

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>>340967
>>340969
>>340970

>These rolls

>>340951

>[FLIRT 3/4] Even under that mask, I can tell you're a great beauty. [ROLL D20]

Sexy Astro Jr. is Sexy.

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>Nice to meet you two. You come from a great legacy.

Astro Jr. stares at you. "Great legacy..." she mutters. "And you want to take away from this legacy."

You shake your head, shocked. "What? No, of course not!"

"Yes," she fires back. "You do. You ask if you could keep mask and that mine be taken from me. I overhear you."

Jess places her hands on her hips. "You really said that? What the hell, Ace?"

You stumble over your words as you try to explain yourself. "I-I'm very sorry, I wasn't aware of who you were before I said that. It was nothing against you or your legacy, I... I was just a little angry that they were asking me to take my own mask away. Very sorry!"

Jess rubs her temples with her fingers. "I swear, you really are a complete idiot..."

You're left cringing to yourself as Astro stares at you before moving to introduce herself to the rest of the group. Soon, you are approached by a young man with short brown hair and frosted blonde tips. "Billy Saber, at your service," he says, his accent giving way his status as an upper-class Englishman.

"Yeah, I've heard about you," you laugh. "My mentor's a big fan."

"Kevin Omega is a fan of mine?" Billy smiles. You think you just made his day with that comment. "I wish I could say that my mentor is a fan of yours, but I've never heard word from Robbie Eastside about you, unfortunately."

You can tell just from a few seconds of talking to him that he's incredibly polite, like some sort of character out of a Hugh Grant film. "Robbie Eastside?" you ask. "Jess, you trained with him too, didn't you?"

"Oh yes, Jessica and I go back a few years," Billy smiles.

"Oh, really?" you smirk, looking directly at Jess.

"Hey, not in that way!" Jess protests, pointing a finger at you. "Well... one date, but mostly not in that way!"

You chuckle. It's good to see that someone here can provide you with fuel to fire back against Jess' taunts. Next up, you are approached by a rather tall, incredibly muscular bald man with a black goatee. "Terry Creed," he laughs as he shakes your hand. "I'm sure you've probably heard of me already. I'm that dude everyone's afraid of."

>[EGO 3/3] So you're my main competition, huh? Don't get too comfortable as the favourite.
>[KIND 3/2] Pleasure to meet you, Terry. Good luck in the competition.
>Huh, and here I thought Jenny was the one scaring people.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>[KIND 3/2] Pleasure to meet you, Terry. Good luck in the competition.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>340996

>[EGO 3/3] So you're my main competition, huh? Don't get too comfortable as the favourite.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>340996
>>[KIND 3/2] Pleasure to meet you, Terry. Good luck in the competition.
Man, Ace is fucking shit with the ladies.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>340996

>[KIND 3/2] Pleasure to meet you, Terry. Good luck in the competition.

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>>340996
>[EGO 3/3] So you're my main competition, huh? Don't get too comfortable as the favourite.

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>>340996
>[KIND 3/2] Pleasure to meet you, Terry. Good luck in the competition
Man, its going to be tough to convince Astro Jr. to not hate us. That will be a fun experience.

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>Pleasure to meet you, Terry. Good luck in the competition.

Terry laughs as he squeezes your hand tighter. "Hey, you're a nice guy! I don't know why Jess was bad mouthing you so much!"

"You were bad-mouthing me?" you ask.

"Are you really surprised?" Jess fires back, but you can see that she's quite embarrassed that Terry let that slip, as she bites her bottom lip and looks to the side. It makes you wonder if what she was saying about you went beyond her usual taunts and insults.

"You know, I caught a little of your interview," Terry adds. "Very nice stuff! Almost brought a tear to my eye. I think you're going to go far in this, man!"

You can't help but smile. When you heard that this guy was the odds-on favourite to win, plus the guy backed by the Total Impact promoters themselves, your thoughts couldn't help but drift back to Kassius and how much he was favoured by management despite his horrendous attitude. It's a breath of fresh air to see that your biggest obstacle backstage is on the opposite end of the spectrum. At this point, it seems the only person on the MCW team with an attitude problem is... well, Jess.

Finally you are approached by a rather buxom blonde beauty. The first thing you notice is her dazzling smile with shining white teeth. The second thing you notice is the silver crucifix around her neck. "Hiya!" She exclaims in a high-pitched cherful voice. "I'm Penny Lane, and it is a pleasure to meet you!"

"Okay, but what's your real name?" Kimberly asks, joining in on the conversation.

"Penny Lane..." she replies. "I know, a lot of people think it's a stage name, but it's not!"

"Your parents must have hated you," Kimberly mutters.

Penny shakes her head. "Actually, my parent's cradled me with love and affection my entire life!"

She's so sickeningly sweet, you're not sure you could handle it. You also think of the train-wreck that would come about if she ever met Omega.

You extend your hand in offer of a handshake, but she swats it away. "Too formal, silly! I'm a hugger!"

Before you know it, she's throwing her arms around you as you stand awkwardly.

>[KIND 3/2] Jess was right, you are really nice.
>[FLIRT 2/2] There's no harm in hugging back.

>>341046
>[KIND 3/2] Jess was right, you are really nice.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>341046
>[KIND 3/2] Jess was right, you are really nice.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>[KIND 3/2] Jess was right, you are really nice.

Okay so this is the model then.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>341055

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>341046
>>[KIND 3/2] Jess was right, you are really nice.
I got this

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>341046

>[KIND 3/2] Jess was right, you are really nice.

>>341079
G-Mantle?!? I haven't seen this guy since Nam! How the hell have you been?

>>341087

Busy, tired, working too much... But happy this quest is back. I just wish my rolls were better.

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>Jess was right, you are really nice.

Penny pulls away and looks over to Jess, smiling. "Jess said that, did she?"

Jess blushes a little, but you can tell she mostly feels guilty, considering everything else she said. Jess said she was nice and she was pretty, and refused to say anything regarding whatever talent she likely doesn't possess.

"Yeah, well... you are kind of a sweetheart," Jess admits.

Penny blushes, as she mobs Jess with a hug. "No Jess, you're the sweetheart!"

Kimberly looks on at Penny a little peeved, you can tell she still gets uncomfortable with women hugging you. Old habits die hard, you suppose.

In through the door enters Proxy, who seems a little surprised to see the MCW team in with you. At least, as surprised as Proxy's limited range of emotions can show. "Team TWA, I have come with an issue."

"Oh?" you ask. "And what is that?"

"The purpose of Make an Impact is to seem like a world renowned competition, wherein competitors from around the globe are taking part. While Team MCW carry representatives from Scotland, England, Mexico, and an American Native, Team TWA is lacking in national variety. Five of you are American, with one of you hailing from Brazil."

"That's hardly our problem!" Danny protests. "It just worked out that way! You buy out two american promotions and are surprised most of them are American?"

Danny receives a punch in the arm from Kimberly, to remind him that he's trying to argue with the woman who hold's his career in her hands.

"Don not worry," Proxy replies. "I have a solution. We are going to bill Ace from Japan and Kingpin from Mexico, due to their respective heritages."

"But, I'm not from Japan," you remark. "My mother's Japanese, but she's lived in the states since she was a kid. I've never even been to Japan! I barely even know the language."

"That does not matter," Proxy replies. "This is to improve the image of the competition. It is a cosmetic change, and nothing more."

>[BOLD 3/6] No way! I want to represent the country I'm actually from!
>Fine, I guess it's a minor change.

>Fine, I guess it's a minor change.

Fuck we might need to study up a bit.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>341136
>>[BOLD 3/6] No way! I want to represent the country I'm actually from!
People on the internet like digging to much for that to actually work out. Eventually people are gonna start snooping if the shoe gets popular enough. How is it gonna look when someone finds "Robin Winters" born in this obviously American town. Hell we probably don't even have a passport.

>>341136
>>Fine, I guess it's a minor change.

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>>341136
>>[BOLD 3/6] No way! I want to represent the country I'm actually from!
So she'll be fine with the shitstorm that'll happen when people start screaming about "muh culture"?

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>341153
>>[BOLD 3/6] No way! I want to represent the country I'm actually from!
Actually yeah fuck it.
channign my earlier vote.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>341136

>[BOLD 3/6] No way! I want to represent the country I'm actually from!

I get that there were wrestlers in the past that would dress up and pretend to be from a foreign country for the sake of a gimmick, but would something like that really fly nowadays? Look at what happened in UPW when the fans found out Hassan Sheikh Mohamed was actually some Italian guy from Chicago.

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>No way! I want to represent the country I'm actually from!

Proxy shakes her head. "Are you attempting to tell me how to make decisions yet again, Ace? I already permitted you to keep you mask. Do not think this gives you any kind of authority."

You sigh. "Come on Proxy, think about it. How much worse is this show gonna look when someone does the five minutes of research it takes to learn that I was born in New York. Billing me based on heritage instead of where I'm actually from isn't a good idea."

"Yeah, you might as well start billing Terry from Afri-" Danny begins, before getting another punch in the arm from Kim. The point he was about to make was solid, though you don't think it should be verbalised like that.

Proxy stares at you. "Ace... you have made your point. You and Kingpin will continue to be billed from the States. Providing the competition with a more international feel is not worth risking poor publicity. I apologise."

"Really?" you ask, shocked that she agreed.

"Yes," Proxy replies. "You made a strong case, and I can admit when I am wrong."

She walks off, as the rest of you stand around in the room. "So..." Kimberly begins. "Can we all just appreciate how Ace has told Proxy to go to hell twice in one day? Either you're going all the way to the top, or she's making sure you're eliminated first."

"Yeah, well at least I'll still have my integrity," you shrug.

"Always the boy scout!" Jenny laughs.

You sit on the edge of your bed, as Penny claps her hands together. "Well everyone, I think it's time we all engaged in a group activity! One where we can get to know each-other better!"

There a several groans, most notably from Jenny, David, Kim and Angelo. Great, you're on the rude team, aren't you?

"Did I say something wrong?" Penny asks.

"No, it's just we've gone through a lot of 'Get to know everyone' activities before, kinda tired of it..."

"Come on guys!" Danny protests. "Look, I've got a simple game we can all play together!"

Kimberly winces. "I swear to god, if you say spin the-"

"SPIN THE BOTTLE!" he announces, as he places a bottle in the middle of the floor. "I'm sure you all know the rules! Take your positions!"

You lean in and whisper, "Danny, why are you trying to push spin the bottle?"

"It'll be fun, dude," Danny whispers back. "Besides, every time I play spin the bottle with Kim in the room, there's a chance that I can wind up kissing Kim!"

Damn, he really is obsessed with getting a kiss from her. You'd say it's a shame that Danny is regressing into a 12 year old to do it, but you're pretty sure that 12 year old is Danny's default state.

>Fine, I'll join the game for his sake.
>Why don't we instead explore the building we'll be living in for the next few weeks?
>You know, let's not have any of these group exercises. I'm sure there'll be plenty in the show itself.

>>341198

>You know, let's not have any of these group exercises. I'm sure there'll be plenty in the show itself.

>>341198
>Why don't we instead explore the building we'll be living in for the next few weeks?
I mean, we can still do it as a group, right?
Might be a productive venture.

>>341198
>Why don't we instead explore the building we'll be living in for the next few weeks?
Then have Danny wander off with Kim. No embarrassing incidents for us, some time to work his moves for him.

>>341198
>>Why don't we instead explore the building we'll be living in for the next few weeks?
Lets find all the hidden cameras.

>Why don't we instead explore the building we'll be living in for the next few weeks?

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>Why don't we instead explore the building we'll be living in for the next few weeks?

"Oh, what magical things do you expect us to find in the Total Impact office building?" Jess remarks, wriggling her fingers. "Do you expect us to find a hidden passageway behind a bookcase? Proxy's secret lair? The hidden treasure of James Daniels?"

You sigh. "I'm offering a suggestion. We all look around together, get acquainted with our surroundings, maybe pick out any hidden cameras we can find..."

"Sounds like fun!" Penny claps her hands together. "Let's go!"

She bounces towards the door, as Danny slowly and awkwardly picks the bottle off the ground. "Yeah, I guess that's a better idea, dude..."

As you make your way out into the hallway, you find that the other TWA people are beginning to follow you. The MCW crowd doesn't budge until Jess does, as she lets out a sigh and joins you. Penny falls back to walk along with the rest of the group, as Danny walks by your side. "Dude, why did you tank my spin the bottle idea?"

"Face it Danny, that idea wouldn't have gone well," you reply. "Besides, do you really want your first kiss with Kim to be in a silly game for teenagers."

"Better in a silly game than not at all," Danny sighs. "I was also hoping I could use it to set you up with one of the many fine bachelorettes. Come on Ace, what's more your flavor? Strawberry? Vanilla? Honeycomb? Chocolate?"

"I told you, I'm going off ice-cream for a while," you sigh. He's never going to take the message, is he?

"Whatever you say, dude!" Danny laughs, as he speeds up ahead and begins to talk with Kimberly. Best not to interrupt that conversation, but you should really find someone to talk to while you wander around.

>David
>Jenny
>Angelo
>Jess
>Penny
>Nita
>Astro Jr
>Billy
>Terry

>>341263

>Angelo

We haven't heard from him in a long time, right?

>>341270
I agree with this. Angelo needs to have himself built up as a character

>Jenny

Shes gonna be having a bad time of it, we better make sure she'll be okay.

>>341270
I'm fine with this

>>341263
>>Angelo

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>Angelo

You haven't really spoken to Angelo since the close of TWA. In fact, you never really spoke to him much before that. He was never really eager to make a bunch of friends in the TWA locker room, and he had particularly gotten along poorly with Jenny. He's trailing behind the rest of the group, as you walk along behind him.

"So Angelo, how's it going?"

He stares at you, confused. "Why are you talking to me? Is this a pity conversation? Do you feel bad that all of the TWA team are close friends except for me?"

"What? No!" you protest. "Come on, I invited you to my birthday!"

Angelo shakes his head. "I was busy visiting relatives."

"Okay..." he mutter. "I was just wondering how you felt about the competition."

"How can I feel anything for it?" he whines. "It's not like I'm going to win."

"Isn't that a little defeatist?" You ask.

"Maybe... but I think I'm just being honest," Angelo sighs. "It's true that I have no charisma, I'm not a talker... but I am talented in the ring. I'm a more capable high-flyer than even you are... though I admit you have me trumped in every other category. Everyone expects me to go out first, but I hope to at least make it halfway through the competition. I don't want to be the first one to be eliminated."

>[KIND 3/3] Don't worry, man. Crowds love high-flyers. I think you'll be more popular than you think.
>[EGO 3/5] To be honest, I don't even think you're a better high-flyer than I am.

>>341263
>Angelo
We need to help him establish a character, maybe as the guy who was a jobber and now wants to make something of himself.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>341336
>>[KIND 3/3] Don't worry, man. Crowds love high-flyers. I think you'll be more popular than you think.
There's gotta be something... What did you say about yourself in your promo?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>341336

>[KIND 3/3] Don't worry, man. Crowds love high-flyers. I think you'll be more popular than you think.

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>>341336
>>[KIND 3/3] Don't worry, man. Crowds love high-flyers. I think you'll be more popular than you think.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>341336
>>[KIND 3/3] Don't worry, man. Crowds love high-flyers. I think you'll be more popular than you think

Rolled 2 (1d12)

rolling for little robin

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>Don't worry, man. Crowds love high-flyers. I think you'll be more popular than you think.

"You really think so?" Angelo asks.

"Yeah, of course!" you smile. "All it takes is for you to break out a 450 splash, and the people will love you! Don't be so down on yourself. You may not have been the top guy in TWA, but that doesn't mean you can't reinvent yourself now."

"Reinvent myself..." Angelo mutters. "You know what, Ace? You're right! I can reinvent myself! I should aim bigger! I should aim for winning this entire thing!"

"That's the spirit!" you exclaim. "You're gonna show these people what Angelo is all about!"

"Yeah!" Angelo pumps his fist excitedly and runs to the front of the group, before realising that he's not actually charging towards anything. He stops himself and starts walking normally.

You shake your head, as you notice that Penny is attempting to introduce herself to Jenny. You're sure that will go down well.

"Hi there!" She smiles. "I'm Penny Lane! And you are?"

Jenny looks at her with disgust, before answering. "Jenny Deth."

"Ha!" Penny laughs. "Penny and Jenny! Our names rhyme, isn't that lovely?"

"No."

"Aww," Penny smiles, outstretching her arms. "I think somebody needs a hug!"

"Girly, I will cut you."

Penny nervously retreats from Jenny Deth, as you wonder who you should talk to next.

>David
>Jenny
>Jess
>Penny
>Nita
>Astro Jr
>Billy
>Terry

>>341416
>>Jenny
Try not to murder our competitors outside the ring.

where did everyone go?

>>341416

>Jenny

>Jenny
plz no murder

>>341416
>Jenny

>>341416
>Jenny
Remind her it's a reality show, not a murder mystery.

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>Jenny

You sigh as you walk up to Jenny. You should have expected her to clash with the other competitors in the show, but not this soon.

"Hey Jenny," you begin. "Do you think you could go a little while without... you know, threatening to stab one of the other contestants?"

Jenny chuckles. "Come on Ace, you know I'm not serious!"

"I... I do?" you wonder. "If you say so..."

"You should know by now," Jenny laughs. "Any of these little girls try to come up to me and play nice, I'm going to have to scare them off."

"Do you really have to, though?" you ask. "I mean, Penny's clearly a sweet person."

"Eh, don't like her," Jenny states, shrugging. "She's too touchy feely. And you can just tell that she's the type to love Jesus a little too much, you know? I wonder if at night she likes to shove that crucifix in her-"

"Okay!" you interrupt, trying to prevent the mental image from being seared into your brain. "I get it. I just don't think you need to be so hostile to everyone that comes your way."

"But I've always been like this, Ace."

"You were," you reply. "But things have changed. You've opened up to us, now you have some good friends, and a loving boyfriend. Why can't you do the same for these guys."

"Ace, they're the enemy," Jenny replies. "In fact... only one of us can win in the end, so you're my enemy in this too!"

"What?"

"Ace, I love ya' to pieces," Jenny states, "You're a real pal. But I'm not going to let that stop me or David from being the ones to win that cash prize."

>[KIND 3/3] Come on, Jenny. We can work together and help each-other out!
>[BOLD 3/4] You were never concerned with money before. What's changed?

>>341487
>>[KIND 3/3] Come on, Jenny. We can work together and help each-other out!
I mean, I can live without the money. I'd probably spend it all on training equipment or something dumb like that. I just want a contract, so if we make each other look good we both get what we want.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>341487

>[BOLD 3/4] You were never concerned with money before. What's changed?

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>341501
Rolling

Could we combine the two? It seems that these sort of segue into one another.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>341487
>>[KIND 3/3] Come on, Jenny. We can work together and help each-other out!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>341487
>I wanna say that your wrong but I know you aren't. At the end of the day we are still gonna be friends and I know the both of us are to stubborn to let a show change our opinions of one another. You went through a lot to get into wrestling and this is a real opportunity for any one of us. Then shoot her a thumbs up.

None of the other options seemed really acey to me

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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>341503

Well OK then...

>>341503
>>341509
The fuck just happened?

>[BOLD 3/4] You were never concerned with money before. What's changed?

with that 20 we can go hard

>>341511

I forgot to turn off my dice and just wasted a 19, that's what happened.

>>341517
Now watch as we roll a bunch of under 5's in the next update.

>>341524
Protecting smiles is what ace excels at

Calling in 5 minutes.

Calling for
>You were never concerned with money before. What's changed?
Writing now.

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"Can't get anything past detective Ace, can I?" Jenny scoffs, patting you on the back hard, almost launching you forward. "You see right through me, dont'cha?"

"You're not answering the question," you reply.

Jenny sighs. "Look, it isn't just one thing. Me and the big guy have been trying to turn into proper, responsible adults over the last while, and we realised that costs money. My shoulder is a little banged up and could use some surgery, our cat just eats through everything an wants more, we wanna get a proper house together, we need to pay off his loan shark uncle so he doesn't send another of David's cousins to shoot him again... plus, there's the whole marriage thing."

Your eyes widened. "Whoa whoa whoa, what? Marriage?"

"Yeah, we wanted to keep it quiet, but me and the big guy are getting married."

You blink, trying to process what was just casually dropped on you. "What? David proposed to you?"

"Nah," Jenny chuckles. "Do you really think he just got on one knee? I bet you expect we were at a fancy fucking restaurant and the band played our song or something, right?"

"Yes, I was assuming you two were normal people," you reply.

"We just agreed that even though we've only been together three months, there's obviously not anyone else in the world that we'd rather be with than each-other... so why giggledick around, when instead we could just go ahead and get married? We're planning for the wedding to be as soon as possible, but the big guy insisted that we have a proper ceremony and everything, the big romantic. That's what's setting us back, cash-wise."

You look over at David, who is the recipient of a rather one-sided conversation with Jess. You then look back at Jenny.

"You guys are really getting married?" you ask.

"Yeah," Jenny smiles. "I mean... why not, ya'know? Which I guess bring me to the matter of the best man."

"Jenny, of course I-"

"We both definitely have Gable in mind," she jokes.

The two of you share a laugh as you walk down the corridor.

>[KIND 3/1] Congratulations, you two. I'm so proud of you.
>[BOLD 3/3] Don't you think you two are rushing it a little? Maybe you should wait until you're more well off.
>[EGO 3/4] Okay, but don't think this means I'm going to lie back and let you guys win this thing.

>>341602
>>[KIND 3/1] Congratulations, you two. I'm so proud of you.
>>[EGO 3/4] Okay, but don't think this means I'm going to lie back and let you guys win this thing.
Jenny always appreciated not being coddled. Og jennyfag (me) is sad to see her leaving the market for good. Brings a tear to my eye

>>341602
>>[EGO 3/4] Okay, but don't think this means I'm going to lie back and let you guys win this thing.

"It just means if I do I'm paying for the wedding. I want to wrestle, I don't wanna be rich."

Rolled 15, 9 = 24 (2d20)

>>341602

>[BOLD 3/3] Don't you think you two are rushing it a little? Maybe you should wait until you're more well off.
>[EGO 3/4] Okay, but don't think this means I'm going to lie back and let you guys win this thing.

I'm going to roll 2d20 for these OK Booker Man?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>341614

Fixed! I think?

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>[KIND 3/1] Congratulations, you two. I'm so proud of you.
>>[EGO 3/4] Okay, but don't think this means I'm going to lie back and let you guys win this thing.

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>Congratulations, you two. I'm so proud of you.
>Okay, but don't think this means I'm going to lie back and let you guys win this thing.

Jenny slaps you on the back again. "I wouldn't expect you to, Ace! I'm not a charity case and neither is the big guy! But just because you're not letting us doesn't mean we aren't going to win!"

"I expect you and David to give it your all," you smile. "I welcome the challenge."

"You sure are getting cocky!" Jenny laughs. "About time, too! I thought you'd be a doormat, a total push-over! Turns out you do have a spine in there after all!"

Jenny chuckles, before a brief pause is shared between the two of you. "And thanks, Ace. You know, you are part of the reason that me and the big guy are together."

You shrug. "Don't mention it. The cat had more input than I did."

"Still... thanks."

She pats you on the shoulder before rescuing her fiancee from having to talk to anyone, taking him by the hand and walking by his side. What a pleasant sight to see.

"Well, look what we have here!"

A southern-accented voice calls out down the corridor. A voice you're all too familiar with, even though you've never met the owner. With a deep and hesitant breath, you turn around to see a long-haired bearded man in a suit, carrying a gym bag. You assume his world title is held within it.

"Oh my, it's James Daniels!" Penny exclaims. "You know, he goes to my church!"

"Nice claim to fame," Billy remarks. "I actually wrestled him once."

"Ah, Billy!" James laughs, pointing out Saber. "Good to see you under contract... kind of. Man, when I went over to London for that indie show, you gave me the best match of the last six months!"

"Thank you, Mr. Daniels!" Billy bows respectfully.

The rest seem to be starstruck by the Total Impact champion, but a certain four of you say nothing at first, only staring at him unsure of how to react.

James smirks and chuckles lightly to himself. "Okay, let's shoot the elephant in the room... who's the four of you who were trained by my bastard of an ex-partner?"

A certain four of you raise your hands, and James burst into laughter. "Yeah, I thought so! You all look so freakin' nervous! You look like I'm an ogre or something, about to gobble you up!"

"Well, you and Kevin are on really bad terms..." Danny mutters.

"So what?" James laughs. "You four are just kids! Kids who wanted training from one of the best! Of course, I think you'd have been better off coming to my dojo. Look at Owen Barnes and Jacob Cassidy! Both of them are having the best matches on international tv right now!"

"You really don't hold a grudge against us?" Kimberly asks, suspicious.

"Missy, why would I hold a grudge against you?" he asks. "We just met! It's not like you killed my dog or anything!"

Wait, did Omega kill his dog? God, you hope he didn't do anything that bad.

"You're The Ace, right?" he asks, before extending a hand in offer of a handshake. "Last time I spoke to Owen over the phone, he had tons of great things to say about you!"

You stare at his hand hesitantly. You're not sure if you really trust this guy or not.

>Accept the handshake.
>Don't accept it.

>>341695
>>Accept the handshake.

>>341695

>Accept the handshake.

>>341695
>Accept the handshake.
And start praying to any god that'll listen.

>>341695
>>Accept the handshake.
We don't trust him. But we also don't wanna look like an asshole

>>341695
>>Accept the handshake

And try not to piss ourselves during.

>>341695
>Accept the Handshake
Regardless of history or fears, you do it. You shake the man's hands

>>341695
>>Accept the handshake.

I bet he'll try to crush are hand

>>341688

I always did imagine James Daniels as looking kinda like Kevin Nash.

>bastard of an ex-partner
I mean, he's not wrong.

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>Accept the handshake.

You still don't necessarily trust the guy, but to not shake the hand of the current top guy in Total Impact, a multiple time World Champion, and a guaranteed future UPW Hall of Famer would be career suicide. You accept the handshake, and try hard to keep eye-contact with the man without shying away. He stares deep into your eyes with a devilish smile as he tightens his grip. He's really squeezing tight on your hand, he's verging on crushing it. You can't help but shake a little, and James continues to stare, almost as if he can sense your fear.

"It's good to finally meet you, Ace," he finally says, after staring you up and down through this increasingly lengthy handshake. "You know, you really remind me of a certain someone."

"Y-yeah, I get compared to Kevin a lot," you reply. "I think after looking up to him and being trained him, I just started to show a resemblance."

Daniels laughs. "Nah son... wrong Omega. You remind me so much of Logan."

You tilt your head. Kevin also saw a lot of his little brother in you... maybe it's not just projection on Kevin's part. Maybe the resemblance actually is there. "Really?"

"Yeah, and I mean that as the highest of compliments. If he didn't go so young, there's no doubt in my mind that Logan would have gone down as the single greatest professional wrestler that ever was. Plus, he's the Omega brother who wasn't a total son of a bitch. Well... he was, but that doesn't speak poorly on Logan. It's just that momma and poppa Omega weren't the nicest bunch!"

He laughs, and you nervously laugh along.

Finally and mercifully, James pulls away from the handshake. You had the length clocked in at forty-seven seconds, and the pain in your hand rated as immense. As you rub your palm to try to sooth the pain, James leans down and opens his gym bag. "Anyway, I decided to get you kids a little something, just as a way of saying good luck to y'all..."

From the bag, he pulls out twelve green bottles of beer, which he begins to hand out. "Non-alcoholic, unfortunately," James laughs. "Says it your contracts that you can't partake in any alcoholic beverages over the course of this show."

"We can't what?!" Jenny exclaims in shock. It seems she glossed over that part. Boy, is she not going to take that well.

"I know, right?" James laughs. "Ridiculous, but I try to be accommodating. Have fun, kids. I'll be following this thing... very closely."

He gives off a low scoffing laugh as he looks at you, before throwing his sunglasses on and picking up his bag, walking down the hallway.

"That was one of the single most uncomfortable experiences of my life," Danny remarks.

"I... I just met both of the wildcards in the span of a couple days!" Jess smiles, her inner fangirl coming out. "Oh, I'm so excited! I just might wet myself!"

You give her a raised eyebrow look before you crack open your bottle. "Whoa, what are you doing, Ace?"

"What's wrong?" you ask.

"A little suspicious of him, don't you think?" Kimberly states. "What if he gave the Omega graduates alcoholic beers so that we'd be in breach of contract? I wouldn't drink that if I were you!"

>Come on, that's too paranoid. Daniels is hardly some kind of villain.
>You're right, there's no way I'm drinking this.
>Fine... to be on the safe side, let's all switch bottles before drinking.

>>341783
>>Fine... to be on the safe side, let's all switch bottles before drinking.

But, fo' reals though, 110%, we are definitely Kevin Omega's bastard. Should we be called Robin Sun or Robin Waters? Unless we were born in Canada, then we can keep Winters.