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 Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:39 pm
[This is where one should post if they need to speak to the General Manager of Monday Massacre, whether it be to request a match or any other issue.]
The outside of the wooden door has the plaque "General Manager" screwed into it. Inside, there are two chairs in front of a large, exquisite desk with an oversized leather chair for the main honcho. The room is decorated with various promotional posters, and a coffee maker in the back corner.
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2013 7:01 pm
The Anonymous man walked through the GM's door to the office as he sat in a chair opposite to where Matt's chair was, he placed his cane against the desk and removed his hat. He kept his mask on and waited for Matt to take his seat after closing the door behind him.
"Now then Matthew Shanahan, before we start talking about my contract and what I would like. There is something you need to know."
The man would remove his mask only for Matt Shanahan to see and hopefully understand who he really was. Now with out the mask making the man's voice was no longer muffled and hard to understand, he also hoped that Matt would know who he was from his voice. The man would keep his voice down to keep others that were waiting to see Matt
"You are probably wondering why I would dress up as Anonymous, Matt. I'll let you know that I didn't want people aware of my existence coming into BBW since I am no longer wrestling full time....however that does not mean I am finished wrestling or wanting to come back on a full time schedule as you also understand how taxing it is on our bodies with our profession."
The man took a brief minute to look around at the General Manager's office before looking back at Matt Shanahan.
"I do not want the BBW Roster to know that I am competing here until I make the choice to reveal who I am or other situations arise that is out of my control and that's the first part of what I want for my contract, so therefore I will be wrestling under a masked sort of gimmick until I am ready to reveal myself. Secondly I want to be on a schedule that allows me to come and go as I please and not be bothered by anyone about it, to break it down for you I want to wrestle on my terms and make appearances when I deem fit to appear."
The man took another brief moment to think about what else he might want to add.
"As for a pay I would like to think you can proved me with a decent enough income for the matches that I am in, as for travel arrangements if it is possible I prefer all expenses paid and first class travel and as for any merchandise sales I want 2.5% from every bit of merchandise of mine that is sold. Do you think you could manage that or do you have some other ideas to include for my contract?"
The man said as he sat patiently for Matt Shanahan to respond.
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 12:59 pm
The God of Punks followed after the man and promptly walked around his desk to take his seat. He remained silent while the new man spoke, not showing to much joy in being called 'Matthew', though his annoyance faded once the man removed his mask. Matt's lips tugged into a wide grin at the sight of the man behind the mask.
He listened attentively as the man made, only nodding once as the man finished, "Right, right... well, old friend, here's the thing. I'm all for you wrestling on your terms, but that comes with a minor clause. Should you find yourself in a contender's slot for either title, you will be booked until you're no longer a contender. If you win the title, you will be expected to defend continuously, and you will be booked regardless if it's a title defense or not. Now, as for your financial demands... your travel arrangements will be made by the company, but you won't be getting first class; you want that, then you're gonna have to upgrade your ticket on your own. If there's ever a time where we aren't booking flights due to the proximity of the next venue, you will have to find your own way there; rental cars are cheap, or you can easily ride with someone. Now, as for your merchandise?... That's acceptable. Does that work for you?"
Shanahan finally stopped talking and waited for his friend to respond. A single eyebrow was lifted in anticipation, while his hands seemed to have laced into eachother and rested underneath his chin.
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 12:14 am
He sat back in his chair as he listened to Matt's words with slight disappointment on his face. He then stroked his chin and put his mask and hat back on before speaking, there was a hint of anger in his voice as he began to speak.
"Matt, I'll accept the terms that you have offered for now but you must be aware I will get what I want by any means necesary."
He got out of the chair and took one last look at Matt Shanahan and issued a warning.
"The first person that I come across is a dead man walking, don't you forget it".
He stormed out of the office and slammed the door shut behind him.
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 9:59 am
A moment of silence followed after the man stormed out of the room, suggesting that Matt was thoroughly intimidated; the burst of laughter that left his lips soon squashed that thought. The giant leaned back in his chair and held his chest as he laughed for quite some time, "I've never seen someone so pissed about not getting first class! Oh man, that's rich!"
It took Matt a moment to compose himself and return to his work. It turns out, his work was turning on the nearby monitor and watching the events of the night.
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 12:23 pm
The Dream walked down the halls, headed for the GM's office. The sound of the door slamming echoed through the hallway as he approached. "Well, someone is having a bad day." Cyrus smirked before finally making it to the door, seeing the man storm off. He took a moment to compose himself before he finally gave a quick courtesy knock and stepped in.
Upon entering he saw his boss, general manager Matt Shanahan. The Dream smirked upon seeing the man and stepped forward shutting the door behind him. "Well, not sure whether I should address you by Matt, Mr. Shanahan, or señor God of Punks. I'll go ahead and skip that part for now." He makes his way towards the desk and takes a seat. "For awhile now, I've been wanting to debut a new match, and I believe this would be the place that would see the beauty in it. I'd believe you'd appreciate it as well." The Dream's smirk turned to a grin. "Would you hear me out?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 9:47 pm
Shanahan's lips formed into a broad smirk at the sight of The Dream himself walking into his office; he quickly turned off the monitor and nodded to the legendary competitor, "Ah, of course, Cyrus. I'm all ears to whatever the roster has to bring to the table!... As long as it doesn't involve killing a competitor, I can't exactly risk that... yet..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 10:29 am
Andrew would be walking through the halls as he thought to himself for a bit. ''I should pay a visit to the GM once in a while,it'd be friendly to get to know the boss.''Andrew would knock on the door three times before stepping inside of the GM's office, glancing around as he then noticed the GM talking to one of the wrestlers as he said. ''Hey,finally, I get to know who's the boss around here, Legendary Matt Shanahan,eh?''Andrew would grab a chair as he sat on it,saying. ''I'll make myself comfortable, i'm not here to request anything from you, just wanted to get to know whose rules i'm employed under and honestly, i'm surprised to see it's you, Mr. Shanahan, you are one of my inspirations to wrestle but i'm not here to kiss your a** at all, just get to know you a tad better,boss.''
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 12:15 pm
Cyrus smirked and looked about to speak when the rookie, Andrew Styles stepped in. Not even a knock? What a rude, inconsiderate person! That's just what a company like this needs, and just the man Cyrus was looking for at this moment! The Dream stood up with a grin. "Alright, señor dios de punks!" Cyrus motioned to Shanahan. "I've compiled a few stipulations I've personally enjoyed in the many matches I've had. Say I had a problem with, I dunno, this a*****e here." He pointed to Andrew. "What's better than being in a ring where the ropes have been replaced with barbed wire? How about if each corner was stacked with light tubes?" Cyrus paced around the room."Not enough for you? Cause that's certainly not enough for me! Try being shackled to your opponent with 10 ft of unforgiving steel chain and the only way to win through knock out or tap out, and all of this will be bundled up in the fact that victory can be achieved anywhere as soon as the bell rings!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 12:38 pm
Andrew would smirk,raising up from his chair in quite an elegant way as he said towards Cyrus,forgetting the General Manager for a bit. ''You got a problem,a*****e? Bring it to the ring,i'll tear you to shreds and knock you out just like my last opponent.One more thing, I knocked three times before stepping,just so you know,so I was educated until you started running your mouth but I guess you ear wax is clogging up more,that is why you are numb like a dream..''Andrew would then get up more close and personal towards the guy as he said in quite a devilish grin. ''I am not going to fight you off in front of the GM like the unruly b*****d that you are,now your stipulations sound awesome to me but to be honest,you are a cocky little s**t.So,maybe some time,your world will be ended by the Chains and i'll take your stipulation when we have a match,I speak better in the ring,that's my field.Now shut up,I was talking to the General Manager ebfore you interrupted me.''Chains would sit down on the chair once again,glancing to the GM as he crossed his arms,ignoring now Cyrus totally as he said. ''Well,i'm sorry you had to see me burst out like that,sir.Anyways,when is my next match coming? You'd do me a favour to put me up against this guy over here.'' He would point towards Cyrus as he then went a bit silent awaiting for the GM's words.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 12:46 pm
Cyrus kept the smirk on his face as Andrew went off. What a little s**t, The Dream was starting to like the kid. He let out a laugh as Styles sat down and stood behind the chair as Andrew continued to brown nose the GM. He stuck a hand in his pocket where a loose strand of barbed wire secretly waited for him. Cyrus casually stood there with his hand in his pocket, twirling the barbed wire around his knuckles as they both awaited a response from the God of Punks.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 10:09 pm
The God turned General Manager simply leaned back in his chair and stared at the two men sharing words in the middle of his office. On one hand, they were disturbing his peace and irritating the hell out of him. On the other hand, Cyrus offered a good idea, and their little spat was giving him another.
After their exchange was done, Matt simply glanced at Andrew for a brief moment, before turning his gaze up to Cyrus, "Well, amigo, you got a name for this hardcore haven of yours?" He asked, putting aside his own idea for the moment.
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Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2013 5:25 am
Cyrus took a few steps forward with a grin when the general manager addressed him. "I'm thrilled you asked that question boss. See I've been thinking, what do I name the match to define an era in a business such as this. I figure it might as well be named after the man usher in the said era. Let's call it a Dreamin' in Hell match."
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Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2013 6:26 am
Andrew clapped while hearing Cyrus' words with a quite spirited laugh,saying afterwards. ''I love your creativity,it's impressing really how that mind of yours works but I got something to say about it,honestly. Dreamin' in Hell match? Man,how can you dream when your soul is being consumed by the flames of hell?''Andrew leaned back on the chair,resuming what he was saying. ''I like the match stipulations and rules but the name could be more catchy but it's up to you,it's your match on which sooner or later,i'll beat you in it whenever I got the chance to exploit that a** in the middle of the ring,just to prove you how the Chains can kill a Dream.''
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Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2013 6:34 am
The Dream glanced over at Andrew Styles who seemed to have opened his mouth again. "Yo, you say somethin' over there? You really shouldn't talk to people when you have your mouth full at the same time." Cyrus smirked, he didn't feel the need to finish that thought. "Seriously though, you cut me off one more time, I'm shoving those chains you like to talk about so much up your a**."
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