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 Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 6:17 pm
*walks in* i wanna match now
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 10:40 pm
Maxwell enters the room quickly, oblivious to the fact that the newcomer happens to be talking to Blade. Maxwell shoves the newcomer aside and tells him to "Get Lost." He quickly gets out of Blade's office and Maxwell turns his attention back onto the C.E.O. of the BTWF with a smirking look on his face.
"Ah, I remember how it was to just sit in the office all day. I mean really, as an owner, I had to run booking, taxes, all that stuff. Maybe you were right when you said I was cheap." Maxwell takes a moment to scoff as he looks over at Frost, who happens to be busy working on paperwork before turning back and meeting eyes with Blade.
"But I didn't come here to discuss money matters Blade."
Maxwell takes a second and just stares intently into Blade's eyes, waiting for a response.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 9:41 am
Of course, all of Maxwell's speech is null and void because of the fact that Blade is currently not doing any of those thing...
Instead, Blade looks up from his PSP and smiles at Max.
"Well," Blade begins as he pauses his game, "it's Conners... hey, I think this is the first time you've been in here since I remodeled the place. How do you like it?"
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 12:03 pm
Maxwell looks a bit frustrated by this, as he rolls his eyes and quickly gazes around the newly decorated office. Once done surveying his surrondings, Maxwell turns his attention back to Blade, who still happens to be playing his PSP.
"Yeah, its not bad Blade...not bad. Looking at Bloodbath, this event means a lot to both of us huh?" Maxwell smirks and looks down momentarily, going on while gazing at Blade's desk. "I mean, last year Bloodbath, you beat me in a match where this...all of this became yours. But this year...this year I have a chance to avenge the screwjob I suffered last year at this same venue in the Garden of Eden, when I destroy Grays, Ford, Kutterman, Voorhees, and Tiger to regain MY World Heavyweight Championship."
Maxwell quickly stands up straight and brushes off his coat before finishing. "And in order to do that, I will need a good draw in the entry for the Garden. Which brings me to why I am here..." Maxwell's eyes immediately go back to Blade as he waits for a response.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 6:07 pm
Maxwell knocks briefly on Brian Blade's office, but the door being a bit ajar, Maxwell doesn't wait for a response from Blade before entering the room. He walks in with a semi-angry, semi-shocked look on his face, keeping his eyes directly on Brian Blade, only taking a split second to look over at the man he will be facing at the Tournament of Gods, Jack Frost.
"Listen Blade, I know we haven't seen eye to eye the past year or so, but I'm willing to put our differences in the past....for now....but what in the hell are you doing setting up the draw where I will have to face one of YOUR buddies? Seems....a bit...conspicious to me, if I do say so myself.."
Maxwell takes a look over at Frost, who seems a bit more interested in the conversation now that he has been brought up, but Maxwell merely smirks at Frost's reaction before looking back at Brian Blade, waiting for a response.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 11:36 am
*Shadow enters Blade's office, noticing Maxwell before addressing Blade.*
Conners. Blade, I need to ask you something. Now, I know I haven't been around much lately, and I realize it's my own fault that I haven't been in too many matches lately, but... well, I was hoping you could give me one. I dunno, maybe just a short opener with some newb... just to get the ring rust off...
*Shadow looks over at Conners, who gives Shadow a look of impatience.*
Sorry, Max. I'm gone.
*Shadow leaves, letting Maxwell and Blade get back to their business.*
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 6:41 pm
*Red Enters the Office to talk with Blade*
so,I'm finally here at the BTWF and I was wondering when will I get a match? you signed me here for a reason and it's because that the people demanded it,and besides that Rage Valentine kid is starting to getting a bit on my nerves.....and it is arrogant punks like him that need to be shut up by somebody.
I'm not here to ask for idmidiate title matches or anything because I'm not like that,I didn't get to where I am today by plowing the owner's daughter *chuckles a bit* well except one time in Japan...but it was just at a party and I had too much sake that night *shakes his head* but that's not important what's important is that I give the fans what they want to see,and they want to see me,Rockin' and Rollin' in that ring with the best of the best here,but before that I ogt a personal score to settle and it's with him...so when can I have that match?
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2005 1:33 pm
*Kage casually walks in with a black t-shirt with cut-off sleeves donning the "Rush" Pentagram Logo. He takes a seat at Blade's desk and looks at him calmly, which is odd for him to do*
"Hello Brian. What have you been up to these days?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2005 11:12 pm
*Colossus walked past his office and knocked on the door*
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 4:30 pm
Hey Boss. What show are you puttign me on?
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 4:54 pm
Karlos barges in the office, walking past the long line of rookie's and heading straight for Blade's desk. Noticing the endless piles of paperwork, Karlos simply brushes them off the desk, sitting in his chair. He leans back and kicks his feet up on the desk, taking out a peach before finally noticing the current look of the room.
Karlos: Wow, this place needs some redecorating. Because the only way Karlos will be in this office, is if it's kool! You, mister new guy. Go fetch me some plam trees, a hammock, and most of all, Karlos needs some fruit.
Karlos glances at the rookie wrestler again.
Karlos: Okay, I guess I didn't introduce himself. I am the new Interim Executive for the BTWF. Blade is currently out, which means I'm in charge. I think dat's kool. Now, since your new, I'll go easy on you. Your first job, is to go get Karlos everything he just asked for.
Before Karlos makes this guy his servant, he stops to think about what he is doing.
Karlos: Okay.....nevermind. Blade would probably kill me if I had his roster be my lab dogs. Alright, what do you want?
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 4:59 pm
I want to know where I am chumpstain? And please don't push me around. Or else.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 5:02 pm
Karlos shakes his head in disappoinment. He looks back up at the new guy.
Karlos: Chumpstain? Look here, I'm the guy who will be booking you for your matches, so I would watch your mouth when you talk to Karlos, comprende? I can book you in as a clown for the night if I wanted to. Hell, I could have you wipe my a** and have the camera guy film it. So, I think you should calm down first, and then we can have a discussion.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 5:06 pm
Your right, your right. Sorry, my temper exploded. I've been having some trouble since my hor left me
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 5:10 pm
Karlos: Good, now we can get somewhere. From what I've heard, new guys get booked on ReVolution. So, if I can find an opponent for you, you got a match. Is there anything else Karlos can help you with?
Karlos takes a bite out of his peach, chewing it with a huge grin on his face.
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