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 Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2025 12:37 pm
There was a time when the Marauder's ran Inglewood. Now tucked away in the backlot of the WWFG arena, Nick Khan stews and seethes in a janitor's closet with a wooden sign pinned to the door reading: "Under Maintenance." Quote: "A subsection of the Cartwright's General Manager's office, following WWFG's liquidation of GZW, "The Butler's Office," was established as to ensure that MMI maintained a position of authority in exchange for their loyalty to the new regime. No longer would menial tasks such as toilet paper changing, the taking out of trash and the cleaning of various messes be the responsibility of WWFG management. Instead, they will be delegated to through "The Butler's Office" and it will be the full responsibility of Midnight Maruaders Inc." Glaring at the contract with a vein in his Hollywood Stunt Mask, Khan stands in his heart shaped boxers in front of a butler uniform hanging from one of the racks on the closet. Sighing heavily he removes the bottle of Chlorox keeping it pinned and takes the uniform into his hands contemplating for several minutes before changing into it. Opening the door, grimacing as the lights shine in he reaches for the sign and flips it around from "Under Maintenance" to "Open." After a few attempts to go around the wooden desk crammed into the room, Khan crawls under the bottom up into his chair turning his desk lamp on leaning back with both feet propped up on the table awaiting his tasks for the day.
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2025 5:34 pm
There is a knock on the door, but seconds later Cartwright Strong Style swing the door open.
Cartwright enters first, looking at his tailored best for the Netflix show, followed by The Butler and Omen.
Cartwright: "Nick Khan, our good friend!
Or should I say, Butler Khan?!"
Cartwright's tone of voice is warm and friendly, the two men have had an alliance since WWFG reopened.
Cartwright: "You have an important new job that ensures a pleasant and healthy working environment for the WWFG business and its employees.
It's not just the arena and the wrestling ring that gathers dirt and grime over time.
Think about the offices, the boiler rooms and the toilets to name but a few locations."
Cartwright focuses on Butler Khan's face, as if he can tell that the vibe is off between them.
Cartwright: "Is this not the type of responsibility that you wanted and expected from our various agreements?!
Look how important you are with your own office here!"
The Butler runs his finger across the desk, tutting at the dust that he collects, while Omen stands guard at the door.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2025 8:54 am
Butler Khan sinks into his chair. He knew that he had to regain Cartwright's trust after his failed excursion into GWF and was already on a short leash. Swallowing his pride he grovels to the new boss:
"Uh yes sir, certainly very important Master Cartwright, sir! I was just concerned it's been quite sometime since you've had your last shoeshine, that's all. Why look at those filthy loafers!"
Reaching under his desk Khan produces a tub of black polish and a small paintbrush, his eyes narrowing enviously at the higher ranked Butler.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2025 4:51 pm
The Butler scoffs at what Butler Khan is trying to do to impress Cartwright, but Cartwright is happy to oblige.
Cartwright: "Well, now that you mention it, perhaps a touch-up before I go and see my adoring public wouldn't hurt.
Let's see how capable you are!"
Cartwright looks at The Butler as he puts a foot up on to the desk.
Cartwright: "Why haven't you ever offered this service?!"
JR: "Did Nick Khan just say Master Cartwright?!"
King: "Of course he did!
What's the problem, JR?!
We are all lucky to work for Master Cartwright!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2025 5:45 pm
Butler Khan leans over and spits on the shoe before digging his rag in the shoe polish and shining up Cartwright's shoe really good. Wiping the sweat off his brow, the Butler leans back in his chair holding his hands out:
"Looking good Mr. Cartwright! Now may I have your two cents so I can get some gruel from the feeding hall?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2025 6:13 pm
Cartwright looks at his perfectly polished shoe and thinks about Butler Khan's request.
Cartwright: "You want TWO whole cents?!?!?!
That's so greedy!
Butler, would you kindly donate a single cent?"
The Butler shakes his pockets, they look and sound full of coins.
Butler: "It seems like I have misplaced my wallet."
Cartwright shrugs his shoulders.
Cartwright: "Dang, that's unfortunate for Butler Khan.
Big time ballers like me only carry Platinum Credit Cards!
But don't worry Mr Khan, I'm sure the overly kind wage for a man in your position will be thanks enough, come the end of the month!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2025 5:48 pm
"Quite certainly, Master Cartwright!" If I can't get your two cents, I'm sure there is someone who would willingly oblige. Ambling up to his feet, Butler Khan stands with a fully erect possible bringing his hand to his forehead saluting the owner of WWFG shouting loudly with spit coming out of his mouth: " LONG LIVE CARTWRIGHT!
LONG LIVE WWFG!
DEATH TO APEX AND A CURSE UPON THE ENEMIES OF CARTWRIGHT!!!!
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2025 2:24 pm
Cartwright happily salutes Butler Khan back in return while The Butler shakes his head at the kiss-arsery.
Cartwright: "I need to continue my tour of the area, the catering team forgot my caviar at Survivor Series.
How am I supposed to relax after a successful European Championship defence without my fish eggs?!
The Butler will inspect your work at the end of your shift, so no pressure, Butler Khan!"
Omen opens the door open for Cartwright to leave, The Butler flashes a sinister smirk towards Butler Khan before he exits.
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