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Ian arrived at the building only an hour and a half before the show began, and immediately made his way over to the card tonight.

Nothing.

[color=#DAA520]"Come on!"[/color] Ian placed his hands firmly on his hips, then took a glance at the tournament roster. He got to beat Kid Neon, then lose to the eventual winner in his next match. Not too bad, in hindsight. Irritating, sure, that Owen wasn't going far in the tourney, but at least he was going over someone.
[color=#DAA520][i]"At least I've got a bunch of life show dates."[/i][/color] In fact, Owen Sparks was the perfect character to work live shows, as it allowed him to gain experience traveling the world and enhancing his talent. In fact, Kid Neon was a common opponent at the live shows, and the two worked well together, their fast-paced styles meshing quite well.

After being notified by a crew member, Ian passed by a familiar Sexton Love regurgitating his booze, and into a room with a green screen and a camera. The producer leaned over the camera, attempting to look out the door.

“Is uh… Is Sexton ok?” His question was quickly answered with another voice outside.
“Jesus fucking christ, man! Get a drink of water, clean yourself up and go sit down!" Ian looked out to find Oscar trying to pull Sexton up.

[color=#DAA520]“I’m sure he’ll be fine.”[/color] Ian replied, turning back to the cameraman. [color=#DAA520]“Do you want me to get made up?”[/color]
“Yeah, read over your lines while you’re at it.” The producer signalled to a young man, who hesitantly gave Ian his script, hoping he wouldn’t shred it up this time. Ian took it kindly, and walked away to get his body paint sorted.

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Before long Ian made his way to the makeup area, finding a seat in front of a mirror. He swivelled his body around, and found one of the makeup artists near him. [color=#DAA520]“Hey uh, Tay, right? Do you mind doing my shoulder pad paint? I have to film one of those live show commercials.”[/color]

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Zachary Hanson entered the centre where that night’s show took place, and found that few had arrived yet. Granted, it was early in the day, but the ring and entrance set pieces hadn’t even been set up yet. Before anything else, Zack dropped his gym bag and helped get these things done. He had always been a hard worker, above all else, and simply standing by and watching others do the work had never been part of his lifestyle.

Once this was done, Zachary returned behind the curtain to find the card had been put up, as well as the bracket for a tournament. Once Zack read the first segment of the show, he knew why. Turned out Drayden would be hanging up the championship, and that the tournament would determine the new champion. Getting into the final four was no easy feat. And even though wrestling isn’t real, the climb to the top still is, and only hard work and dedication will make that happen. [color=#ff0000][i]“Turns out Rhys has proved his worth. Should be good to see what they do with him as champion.”[/i][/color]

And with that, Zack left to get to the local gym, to get prepared for his match with Caiden. What they said about him was true. Caiden really was one of the best, so him losing in the first round of this tournament was… strange, really. [color=#ff0000][i]"It'll be interesting to see what creative wants to do with him. I'll have to talk with Kevin later."[/i][/color]