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 Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 7:37 pm
Codi Paige stands in the center of a new office just down the hall from her last. The blue painted walls were nearly covered in GWWF promotional posters. There was a poster for GWWF Magazine and for GWWF's upcoming pay-per-view. A desk sits off to the side of the room and Codi Paige slams her fist down onto it. "No!" She shouts into the Apple iPhone that she held to her ear, "I told you to send me the red cou- Excuse me! Do not interupt me when I am speaking. Do you know who I am. I am <********> I told you to send me the red couch and I get a s**t colored lounge chair? No good. You're going to come get this and bring me the red couch and all my money back. And you're going to do it before my show ends." She slams the phone down, pressing the off button before it hits the marble desk she received last week.
She circles the desk and sits in the leather chair. She leans forward and picks up a pen. Codi begins work on papers that were already neatly organized in seperate piles. She only pauses to turn on music from her computer but hurries back to work. Clearly she still frustrated.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 7:53 pm
'Thud, thud, thud' There was a clicking from the door as the knob turned and the door slowly slid open. Behind the door was Andrew Matthews, lifting up his head to look at Codi as he pushed open the door with his crutches.  "Hey Codi? Surprised to see me..." He asked, limping in to her office. "I got an early release...So, whats up? You look like you got a lot on your mind"
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 8:06 pm
Codi glances up for a moment then looks down to her papers again. "In fact, I do. I have loads of work to do and I don't have time to talk. So you can take a seat, or you can leave. I choose the latter." She mutters quickly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 8:30 pm
"You might want to get to stepping, or limping seeing the state that you are in..."
~These words were heard from the hallway as GWWF's new resident bad boy, Angel made his way into Codi's office. He looked at Andrew, the man whose career he almost ended last week before speaking again~
"You heard me punk, get lost. Unless you want me to re-injure that leg and put you out for good. Me and miss Paige have some important business to discuss...the kind that doesn't require the recently disabled eavesdropping."
~Angel then waits for Andrew to leave the office~
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 8:45 pm
Codi drops her pen to the desk as she sighs. It became obvious she would not be getting any work done tonight. She sits and waits along with Angel for Andrew to leave.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 9:08 pm
~Angel who was growing increasingly impatient with Andrew decided to continue even with him sitting there. His presence might play to Angel's favor. He notices some of the paperwork on Codi's desk looks like Andrews medical documents and without asking, picks them up and begins flipping through them~
"Torn ligaments.....broken bones.....$25,000!!! Seems like your arrogance just cost you quite a bit of money there Codi. And to top it off, tweedle dumb there is on the disabled list, drawing full pay to sit on the sidelines because you didn't do what I told you to do. Are you happy?"
~Angel asks with a smirk...as he slams the paperwork back on Codi's desk, causing papers to fly all over the floor~
"Because if you ask me, you look stressed. Is it the fact that I have issued a guarantee to cripple anyone you book me against that isn't Guy Cancer? I mean what is it about me that you don't like. I am far more talented, driven, and gifted then any of the rejects that call this place home. And unlike most of these bottom feeders, I know what it is like to be at the top. I am a 7-time World Champion. I have headlined major federations ppv's and even owned 2 federations. What more could you ask for from a person. I mean s**t....The Rock isn't walking through that door any time soon, but you have the next best thing right here in front of you. I am the Saviour of this God-forsaken federation....I am God's gift to GWWF....I am an innovator, a walking highlight reel, a man with talent no man on this planet possess'. And I am standing here right now demanding that you give me what is owed to me....and that is a number one contenders match."
~Angel, who knows Codi will be more then a little shocked that Angel didn't just come out and ask for a title match...awaits Codi's answer~
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 9:22 pm
Codi shuts her eyes and tries to drone out Angel's voice, unfortunatly it's just not working. She puts her head down on the desk, forehead first. When Angel finishes Codi is quick to answer, "You want to know one of my pet peeves, Angel?" She pauses for a moment and lifts her head again, "I hate when someone does nothing but say the same thing over and over again. It's redundant and boring. I have said all I have needed to say to you more than once now and I will not repeat myself. Though I understand I will always need to say this, leave my office."
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 9:36 pm
~Angel shakes his head~
"Am I going to have to spell this out for you?!? You say I've done nothing...look at the waste of space sitting on your couch. go to EEW.com and watch the Highway to Hell Gauntlet match. go to WWFG.com and watch footage of me defeating and retiring Edge in my debut match. I understand what you want though. You want a corporate drone that will jump through hoops for you, rewarding them with title shot's like their ******** dog treats. I am the most interesting, controversial and explosive superstar you have ever seen. And it would be in your best interest to give me what I want...before someone else winds up sitting in your office in crutches. Lord knows GWWF can't afford to many more of those $25,000 doctor bills...you could barely afford to sign me in the first place. So why don't you do us both a favor and put the money you spent on me to good use. Give these drunken morons who pack your arenas a match that they will never forget. Give them a Hard 10 Match with 'The Saviour of GWWF' vs. 'The Talented One' Cartwright with the winner going on to face the champion."
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 9:50 pm
"It seems you have a problem listening Angel, everywhere you go. Codi I maybe new into the world of wrestling. Haven't even been wrestling for a year and I'm a Six time World Champion, no I'm not going to go on and on about it. But I feel sometimes you've got to give people what they want. Just not the way they expect it. So what if Angel wants to fight Guy Cancer? You hate Guy, I hate Guy, hell everyone does. You hate Angel, I hate Angel, everyone does. Why NOT book them in a match against each other? It'll get Angel to shut up and possibly this match will take them both out. "
Yuke said as she popped her in the door. She then stood in the doorway and crossed her arms.
"Might I make a suggestion though? Throw that Andrew guy in the mix too. Last Man Standing Match? Non title of course because lets face it none of them deserve a world title shot, Guy included. He is a dishonorable champion, and a dishonorable business man. "
Yuke looked at Codi with hope in her eyes hoping she'd make it happen.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 10:08 pm
Codi nods in agreement without a word. She writes te match on a clean paper and looks to her computer. Choosing to just ignore the people in her office.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 10:10 pm
(seriously though...this involved you why?) ~Angel shakes his head~
"Are you this stupid all the time, or is there some schedule that we are unaware of? (Kelly King 2.0) First off, Andrew can't even compete...can you not see the idiot on the couch with the cast on his leg? Yeah that's Andrew. It seems you have a problem with sticking your nose into business that does not concern you...or maybe you just like stalking me. Hell I don't know. Point is, I don't like you, never have. And I damn sure don't like the man whose 'business' attracts your nickel whore mouth every time he walks in the room. The man that single handedly caused my fallout with EEW, just because I wouldn't bow to him like 2.0 did. All that aside, you need to shut your herpes infested mouth before I kick those crack rotted teeth down your throat, because in case you haven't noticed...I am done playing with you people. Your damn right I have a listening problem, because you, and Codi and everyone else would rather push the guys who have laid up at the top of the mountain for so long, they have lost their touch. It's time for a new generation of superstars to rise to the top, and I intend to do just that...by wiping out everyone that stands in my way."
~Angel then turns to Codi and speaks~
"I see that you'll sign just about anyone, seeing as you signed this piece of trash. I'll be back in here a little later to finish this little conversation...as there are to many idiots in here that get on my nerves."
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 10:15 pm
Codi stands up once Angel finishes his rant. She gestures to the office door, "You said you were leaving, there is the door."
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 10:18 pm
~Angel stops as he was almost out the door before Codi had to open her mouth. He almost decided to say something, but decides instead to make a mess instead by knocking over a bookcase on his way out the door, giving Yuke about 2 seconds to move before she becomes a pancake as he leaves the office, slamming the door behind him~
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 10:28 pm
"Oh Angel, you say the same exact things each and every time. No wonder no one likes you. You're STALE! You're like milk that's waaaaay past its expiration date. No! Shut your trap! The grown ups are talking. Notice how I came in here, not demand matches. Not demanding shots. Not threatening. I state opinions. Facts. I speak the truth. No one likes you Angel. I'm sure you don't even like yourself. I don't need to leech off of people to become famous Angel. You do. You want to talk about Chrono? Is he here now? Was he in your failure of federations? No. You're only joining federations with people who are either either too naive to know that you're a failure, or either you're either sucking them off for a title. No offense Ms. Paige. "
Yuke didn't bother pay attention to Angel's words, she was far above that.
"I'm sure Andrew can compete, and if not well, I'm sure you have no problem crippling him again and talking nonstop about it afterwards. Blah blah blah, No one gives a s**t who you cripple. Deliver the carnage Angel, actions speak louder than words. Course you could always attack me, but that would accomplish nothing but the audience listening to you running your mouth non stop which would go right back to full circle."
((Why? All my promos make a point))
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