Post by sh17 on May 14, 2009 21:37:30 GMT -6
Gordie is sitting at his desk, scribbling on a piece of paper with no apparent purpose, when a knock on his door interrupts his thought process.
Gordie: Come in!
Vin Sin, flanked by Marcus Ryan and Myke Rhines, enters Gordie's office. Myke sees a copy of Black Tail laying on the coffee table and picks it up eagerly. Vin and Marcus have their focus on Gordie.
Gordie: Oh great, you three clowns. What do you want, looking for another one of my employees to destroy and deface?
Vin: No, not today. We have the Y Kores on Saturday, that should keep us satisfied for this week. However, I'm here to talk to you about next week.
Gordie: What about it?
Vin: Well, after we completely annihilate that bunch of air-headed ditzes at Onslaught, they are going to be in no shape to compete against either of us in singles or tag action.
Gordie: Wait, you haven't even wrestled them yet? How cocky are you that that will be the case?
Vin: Cocky and confident are two different things. You're the one with the sex doll, so I'd say you're the cocky one sir.
Gordie: I'm just going to pretend I did not hear that and ask you to please move along in whatever the hell you are trying to accomplish here.
Vin: Fine. Well, in 3 weeks 4 Up is going to be in Austin as you well know. Since Marcus is not entered and will be quite tired from beating Y Kores within an inch of their sorry pathetic lives, I just wanted to let you know I am laying down an open challenge. Anyone that wants a singles match against The Black-Hearted Warrior, they are more than welcome to come try me. On one condition, mind you.
Gordie: It has to be someone completely and utterly defenseless?
Vin: No, it has to be no disqualification. 4 Up throws out the rules, so it's only fair that to warm up for it I must do the same.
Gordie: You know what, you got a deal. I hope the person that accepts your challenge beats you within an inch of your life and knocks you out of 4 Up.
Vin: Well Gordie, humor never was your strong suit. I'm done now, you and your doll can have some alone time again.
Gordie: Just get the hell out.
With that, Marcus and Vin walk out. Myke, however, transfixes his gaze on Gordie, clutching the magazine close to his chest.
Myke: Can I keep this?
Gordie: If it gets you out of my office, then yes. Just get out!
Myke: Ahhh yes, this spread reminds me of my 3rd wife.
Myke opens to the page he was referencing, and was about to show Gordie when he pulled back all of a sudden.
Myke: I better not show you, your partner might not be too happy. She always has the look of surprise on her face, this time it would actually fit.
Gordie: GET OUT!
Scared by Gordie's yelling, Myke runs out of his office with a stride that vaguely represents a poodle's. However, Gordie does not find solace for long, as he is joined in his office by...
TBC by anyone who wants it!
Gordie: Come in!
Vin Sin, flanked by Marcus Ryan and Myke Rhines, enters Gordie's office. Myke sees a copy of Black Tail laying on the coffee table and picks it up eagerly. Vin and Marcus have their focus on Gordie.
Gordie: Oh great, you three clowns. What do you want, looking for another one of my employees to destroy and deface?
Vin: No, not today. We have the Y Kores on Saturday, that should keep us satisfied for this week. However, I'm here to talk to you about next week.
Gordie: What about it?
Vin: Well, after we completely annihilate that bunch of air-headed ditzes at Onslaught, they are going to be in no shape to compete against either of us in singles or tag action.
Gordie: Wait, you haven't even wrestled them yet? How cocky are you that that will be the case?
Vin: Cocky and confident are two different things. You're the one with the sex doll, so I'd say you're the cocky one sir.
Gordie: I'm just going to pretend I did not hear that and ask you to please move along in whatever the hell you are trying to accomplish here.
Vin: Fine. Well, in 3 weeks 4 Up is going to be in Austin as you well know. Since Marcus is not entered and will be quite tired from beating Y Kores within an inch of their sorry pathetic lives, I just wanted to let you know I am laying down an open challenge. Anyone that wants a singles match against The Black-Hearted Warrior, they are more than welcome to come try me. On one condition, mind you.
Gordie: It has to be someone completely and utterly defenseless?
Vin: No, it has to be no disqualification. 4 Up throws out the rules, so it's only fair that to warm up for it I must do the same.
Gordie: You know what, you got a deal. I hope the person that accepts your challenge beats you within an inch of your life and knocks you out of 4 Up.
Vin: Well Gordie, humor never was your strong suit. I'm done now, you and your doll can have some alone time again.
Gordie: Just get the hell out.
With that, Marcus and Vin walk out. Myke, however, transfixes his gaze on Gordie, clutching the magazine close to his chest.
Myke: Can I keep this?
Gordie: If it gets you out of my office, then yes. Just get out!
Myke: Ahhh yes, this spread reminds me of my 3rd wife.
Myke opens to the page he was referencing, and was about to show Gordie when he pulled back all of a sudden.
Myke: I better not show you, your partner might not be too happy. She always has the look of surprise on her face, this time it would actually fit.
Gordie: GET OUT!
Scared by Gordie's yelling, Myke runs out of his office with a stride that vaguely represents a poodle's. However, Gordie does not find solace for long, as he is joined in his office by...
TBC by anyone who wants it!
