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 Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 11:29 pm
The Demented Genius of Extreme walks in. He looks at Karen.
"'Sup, sexy? Where's the General Manager at so I can get a match?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 12:07 am
Mr. CEO's helmet visibly shakes, most likely with anger. Karen does not miss a beat however. "Angel, looks like I found you an opponent in Mr. Rifle."
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 4:16 pm
Jack walks into the general managers office and looked at Mr. CEO. "Hey Darth Vader, hows the empire going?" He looks to Karen. "Hey Karen, where the hell are my matches?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 4:20 pm
If Mr. CEO had a lightsaber, it would have been in Jack's head. Karen looked down at her roster. "Hmm... Jack Leone... Jack Leone... where did I put your matches... Oh thats right. I wrote them out... put them in an envelope to have put on the card... and then shoved them right up my a**. Thats right, straight up my a**. You know why Jack? Its not because I get some kind of sick satisfaction from it, it's because you are a disrespectful little twit. You really want a match, then its gonna hurt."
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 4:27 pm
"You shove them up your a**...? Look babe, if you want some time with Jack, all you have to do is ask nicely. However, I'm exactly who the fans want to see, and for you, the general manager, not to give it too them... Well that's even sicker than you getting your little sexual thrill off my supposed matches."
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 4:34 pm
"If you want a match that badly then it can be you against one of your partners at Exile. The Monitor. Happy, Jack?" Karen said, before grinning. "But none of your fans will see it because it will be a Live Audience Exclusive at Open War, as punishment for insulting me."
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 4:35 pm
Just then as jack was speaking to Karen, Johnny pusted in through the door with a steel pipe in hand. Without warning he charged at Jack going to crack the pipe upside the back of Jack's head.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 4:38 pm
"Yeah, that'll be fine..." He was about to turn to see what the racket was when he was busted in the back of the head by Johnny's pipe. He fell forward onto the floor.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 4:39 pm
"EEEK!" Karen was surprised by the attack, and Mr. CEO pulled her back behind him to protect her. Karen was surprised. Not displeased.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 5:00 pm
Johnny went to send a few more pipe shots to the back and ribcage of Jack.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 5:14 pm
Jack shuttered after each hit from the pipe and rolled to the side holding the side of his ribcage.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 5:25 pm
After nailing Jack with a series of shots, Johnny kneel'd down next to him, and grabbed a handful of Jack's hair, pulling his head to look at Johnny. "Next time you see your friend, Cyrus.. Tell him he has worse coming to him.." Johnny then pushed Jack's head to the ground and stood back up, looking to Karen and Mr. CEO. "Karen.. Boss.." Johnny said in a greeting tone. Then Johnny would go to send a foot into Jack's stomach before going to leave the GM's office.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 6:08 pm
Karen was breathing fast and Mr. CEO just stared at Johnny as he left, nodding when he was acknowledged.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 6:30 pm
~Angel looked over at Snypa and then back at Karen~
"Thats not a problem boss, glad you saw it my way."
~And with that said, The Angel turns and promtly exits the office~
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 1:19 pm
Kozlowsky opens up the door to the GM's office and walks up to the desk
"Hello"
Looks down on the shiny thing with the engraved name on the desk
"Karen Jeremey.......i'd like a debut match to test maskills"
He then folded his arms and smirked as he stood
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