A white Dodge pickup pulls into the parking lot of the Ricoh Coliseum in Toronto. After the engine is shut off, the man behind the wheel sits there for a moment. There is a white bandanna on his head, and shades over his eyes. He visibly sighs, then gets out of the truck.

He goes to the back of the vehicle, and reaches over the side. He grabs a duffel bash, and a long wooden box, which is latched. He hosts the bash over his shoulder, and walks into the arena.

Walking around the arena, he seems to be looking for someone.

|Q-Ball|
Where the hell is he?

He sighs again, and continues his search

"Who you looking for? The dude who sold you that piece of shit truck?"

All My Wins!


Hank Lane
Ezekiel
Dimallisher
caliban
Levi Storm
Michael McBride
Mandii Rider
Mastermind/Jasmine
Matt Damon
Joey Hawkins
Mark Flynn
Maria Brink
Adam Cabana
Gary, of the Mafia Men
Vincent, of the Mafia Men
Randalf, of the Mafia Men
Zak Misery
Ariel Knight
He's not really a knight
More like a walking vagina.
Michael McBride, again.
Vinnie Lane
Mastermind, again
Gator
Ezekiel, again.
Ghost Tank
Aerial Knight, twice.
Justin Sane
Jack. TP Mummy!
Steve Kesslar.
Woe
Joey Hawkins. I'm done with that bitch.
Ferrari Punk. Told ya.
Caroline O'Hara Burchill
Ally Callaway
Lane, again. That's three lanes on my list.
Ruben Mitchell. Pussy.
Shane
raYne
Goat faced bitch
CM Punk, the dickless pussy

Q-Ball looks the guy who approached him up and down. He cocks an eyebrow.

|Q-Ball|
Well, I'm obviously not looking for you. Else, you wouldn't be asking who I'm looking for.

Q moves to brush by the guy.

"Right, puss pops. Maybe I'm trying to help you. Look, despite your breath smelling like you just downed a gallon of horse jizz and you having a shitty truck, I'm trying to cordial here. So, who you need? I can help find them."

All My Wins!


Hank Lane
Ezekiel
Dimallisher
caliban
Levi Storm
Michael McBride
Mandii Rider
Mastermind/Jasmine
Matt Damon
Joey Hawkins
Mark Flynn
Maria Brink
Adam Cabana
Gary, of the Mafia Men
Vincent, of the Mafia Men
Randalf, of the Mafia Men
Zak Misery
Ariel Knight
He's not really a knight
More like a walking vagina.
Michael McBride, again.
Vinnie Lane
Mastermind, again
Gator
Ezekiel, again.
Ghost Tank
Aerial Knight, twice.
Justin Sane
Jack. TP Mummy!
Steve Kesslar.
Woe
Joey Hawkins. I'm done with that bitch.
Ferrari Punk. Told ya.
Caroline O'Hara Burchill
Ally Callaway
Lane, again. That's three lanes on my list.
Ruben Mitchell. Pussy.
Shane
raYne
Goat faced bitch
CM Punk, the dickless pussy

Q stops, lowers hid head and laughs. He turns back to the petulant pup.

|Q-Ball|
Breath smells like horse jizz? You must be smelling your upper lip, son. But, if ya must know, I'm looking for one of my students. Goes by the name of Grime.

"That's weird. My lip should smell like Gasoline. I've been inhaling it with the Doc. Odd. Anyway, I thought I saw your boy Grime giving hand jobs out by the 7/11. I dunno. Mighta been a hobo, heh. A homo hobo. Anyway, see ya."

Frodo pulls a can of Fancy Feast out of his pocket and heads out the door. While still not wearing pants.

All My Wins!


Hank Lane
Ezekiel
Dimallisher
caliban
Levi Storm
Michael McBride
Mandii Rider
Mastermind/Jasmine
Matt Damon
Joey Hawkins
Mark Flynn
Maria Brink
Adam Cabana
Gary, of the Mafia Men
Vincent, of the Mafia Men
Randalf, of the Mafia Men
Zak Misery
Ariel Knight
He's not really a knight
More like a walking vagina.
Michael McBride, again.
Vinnie Lane
Mastermind, again
Gator
Ezekiel, again.
Ghost Tank
Aerial Knight, twice.
Justin Sane
Jack. TP Mummy!
Steve Kesslar.
Woe
Joey Hawkins. I'm done with that bitch.
Ferrari Punk. Told ya.
Caroline O'Hara Burchill
Ally Callaway
Lane, again. That's three lanes on my list.
Ruben Mitchell. Pussy.
Shane
raYne
Goat faced bitch
CM Punk, the dickless pussy

Q stares after the guy, a weird look on his face. He shakes his head, and continues on his way, his search still not finished...