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OOC: Meh, stealing this idea from the other feds in the Gaia eWrestling Community... they've stolen from me, I've stolen from them... it's an endless cycle.

IC: Brian Blade, BTWF CEO, sits in his messy office, waiting for the next BTWF superstar to join him in it. On his desk are several scouting reports for other wrestlers to try and aquire, and of course, Blade being Blade, several different GBA games. Blade looks relatively bored sitting by himself, making a paper airplane with one of the old, void contracts... I believe this time, he's got FF's contract.

On a different desk in the office, Jack Frost, head of Jack Frost Security, BTWF Financial Division, and Brian Blade's bodyguard, sits with a small pair of glasses going over the taxes for this fiscal year, with a small smile on his face.

Blade: Frost, yah done yet?

Frost looks at the half-asleep Blade and shakes his head no.

Blade: Well hurry up man, I'm sick of this boredom already... I wanna go play hockey or something! I mean, my poor Avs aren't playing, so I should play in thier honor! Hey! That's a great idea! We need to schedule a BTWF hockey game! In memory of the NHL! Mark that down man, ok! I could see it now, jus...

Frost sighs at Blade's continued ranting over the possibilities of a BTWF hockey game... He really took the loss of hockey season this year hard. Frost marks down to remind Blade about the hockey game (very carefully) and continues to work on the taxes when the door to his office opens...

Heat sees the door open, he walks insie and pushes Chaos

-"Sorry vato.. didn't saw you.. i tough you were still hiding from the GoL?.. nevermind!"-

Heat turns to blade

-"Yo jefe... quick talk.. listen, im nt very happy about tonights match.. you know.. that is like a Roster Fight.. you have seen a Roster Fight right?.. that Shadow is so pissed and angry that will do anything on his wicked mind to stop me from winning.. listen i, not afraid.. i mean i have beat guys big and stupid like our friend behind me.. but that's not the case... old aztec used to walk on paths of fire so i'll walk this path for you.!"-

Heat peeks to his right, Frost is there

-"Oh and better don't go in to the cafeteria today.. some crazy guy exploded a smelly bomb there and is wack!.. anyway, sorry chaos, if i see Apolo i'll tell him you're here, Frost, jefe.. see ya!"-

Heat walks outside, with both hands on his pockets, then as he leaves for his lr, he takes them out

-"Two pens, one lighter and Chaos wallet... not bad!"-

*Once it was his turn to enter Blade's office, Kage calmly stood infront of Blade's desk with a grin on his face as he got a good look at the CEO of the BTWF*

"Right guv, I've got a little question that needs a bit of answerin' and that question is, how much s**t do I have to take before I can see some gold, hmm? I don't think this is that much of a hard decision, and I don't give a bloody hell which blighter you put me up against, it's about time that I deserve some recognition, how long has it been since I went one on one with one of these so called "Superstars"? Pretty...damn...long...So, with all due respect Mr. Blade, I'd like to see a change in some of my matches soon, know wot I mean?"

*Kage shoots a smirk at the CEO and walks right back out the door before Blade can even respond*

*Twist Of Fate walks storms into Blade's office wearing brass knucks*

Fate: "Look man, I'm sick of this s**t!! I want a match now!!! And if I don't get a match," *a smile flickers across Fate's face* "There isnt anything Frost over there, or anyone in the BTWF who is going to stop me from kicking your a**" *Fate turns around and walks out of the office, shooting a quick glare at Frost*

*Fate pops his head around the corner*

"Oh and one more thing," *glaring at Blade* "You cant escape Fate"
*Fate laughs as he walks down towards the locker room*

*Maxwell knocks on Blade's door politely before just opening the door anyways. He looks over to Frost, and gives him a nod before turning his full attention to Blade.*

"Now, Blade, I know we have had our differences in the past....but first off I would like to thank you for my match with Raymond Kage." *Maxwell musters up a smirk* "I could finally get my hands on that pyschopath and I feel we put on one hell of a match."

*Maxwell's smirk disappears as he gets a very serious look on his face* "But thats not why I came here Blade. As much as I appreciate the match, I don't wanna look back at that point of my career. That was the past, and I am already looking towards the future. Now, I'm not going to get any details, but with Madness off this week, I have time to heal my wounds, and next week, I'm asking if you can give me something special. You know me well Blade, and I know you'll give me a match that everyone wants to see, that will get the crowd in a rile, make them think of it and talk of it all the way back to thier homes. I'm not asking for anyone specifically. I know you'll book a great match and I look forward to finding out what that is, as well as competing in it myself "

*Maxwell once again smirks to himself as he exits Blade's office and not looking back.

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[Voorhees just stood outside the office, grinning, a look in his eye showing that deep down he was in stitches laughing, he looks at Reaper]

Voorhees:
Boy, it's gonna be alot more fun having you around here...

[He starts walking back toward his locker room]

|OOC| Uhm, I don't think you can really do that, Makuta. Not without Eliminator's permission to do so, as I would imagine a couple story fall may bruise more than his ego for quite a lengthy period. domokun