Our scene opens in a busy Airport. Every where the camera looks there are people rushing around with suitcases. The camera shoots through the madness until it finds Hack3r ready to go through the airport security metal detector. He places his suitcase on the conveyor belt then steps through the gateway with out any problem. When he gets to the other side and tries to collect his suitcase a man wearing a red coat and a hat stops him. He speaks with a strong Canadian accent.
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Airport Security: Oh excuse me. I couldn't help but notice there was a strange object in that there bag of yours. I'm sure it's nothing but I'm employed to check it out and see what it's all about.
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He pronounces this last word as "aboot".
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Hack3r: Oh ok yeah. Check it. There's nothing incriminating in it.
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The airport security man opens the suit case and pulls out Hack3r's Demanufacture championship belt then holds it out at arm's length.
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Airport security: Now what is this? It's mighty fine eh? Can I ask what it's all about?
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The Brit looks at him sternly but then smiles.
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Hack3r: Basically I work for this wrestling company called ATW and I'm a champion there. That's what the belt is for.
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The Canadian man perks up at the mention of wrestling.
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Airport Security: ATW, eh?
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Hack3r looks at him with a confused look.
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Hack3r: No. Just ATW. There's no extra A in it.
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Airport Security: That's what I said. ATW, eh?
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Hack3r: I don't think we're understanding each other here.
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Airport Security: Oh no worries lad. Just you go on through there eh. And have a good day. On your way out be sure to collect some maple syrup. We're giving it away free. Don't have too much though. You wouldn't want to lose that there figure of yours eh.
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Hack3r: Uhh thank you?
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The champ hastily packs his title back in to his suitcase and zips it up. He then picks it off the conveyor and begins to walk away as the camera fades.
OOC: I was all excited about this and then half way through I had a break down because I realised I couldn't type in Canadian. Any help would be appreciated.
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Airport Security: Oh excuse me. I couldn't help but notice there was a strange object in that there bag of yours. I'm sure it's nothing but I'm employed to check it out and see what it's all about.
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He pronounces this last word as "aboot".
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Hack3r: Oh ok yeah. Check it. There's nothing incriminating in it.
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The airport security man opens the suit case and pulls out Hack3r's Demanufacture championship belt then holds it out at arm's length.
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Airport security: Now what is this? It's mighty fine eh? Can I ask what it's all about?
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The Brit looks at him sternly but then smiles.
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Hack3r: Basically I work for this wrestling company called ATW and I'm a champion there. That's what the belt is for.
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The Canadian man perks up at the mention of wrestling.
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Airport Security: ATW, eh?
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Hack3r looks at him with a confused look.
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Hack3r: No. Just ATW. There's no extra A in it.
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Airport Security: That's what I said. ATW, eh?
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Hack3r: I don't think we're understanding each other here.
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Airport Security: Oh no worries lad. Just you go on through there eh. And have a good day. On your way out be sure to collect some maple syrup. We're giving it away free. Don't have too much though. You wouldn't want to lose that there figure of yours eh.
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Hack3r: Uhh thank you?
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The champ hastily packs his title back in to his suitcase and zips it up. He then picks it off the conveyor and begins to walk away as the camera fades.
OOC: I was all excited about this and then half way through I had a break down because I realised I couldn't type in Canadian. Any help would be appreciated.
