This is a discussion on The Owner's Office within the Backstage forums, part of the CWA E-Fed category; TB: Look at this guy Anderson! he needs an opponent on the CWA first episode. I will face him if ...
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TB: Look at this guy Anderson! he needs an opponent on the CWA first episode. I will face him if I must. And the only thing uglier than the beating I'll give out next week is Joey's clothes.
Burlow has a mean face and turns around and walks away
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Taken back for a moment, looks back sternly at Anderson
Joey: They say you're all about making money. Well i garuntee that you giving me the opportunity to put him in his place will put people's asses in your seats!
Storms out
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Charles W. Anderson bangs his head on the desk repeatedly in frustration.
Anderson (muttering to himself): I have never been this close to suicide.
Anderson slowly raises his head, his forehead now red from hitting the desk so many times.
Anderson: I have tried to be nice about this, but I guess it isn’t working. I'm going to say this very slowly so that every one of you can understand me. You don’t make demands. If you continue to do so, your ass will be out that door with a pink slip to accompany you. I'm in charge here, that means I decide who gets title matches and who doesn’t. Not you! Me! Suggestions and requests for matches will be listened to but that is all. Do not under any circumstances consider it a done deal just because you think your a hot shot. I will be posting the card for our first show later today on the notice board in the Hallway outside of my Office. Complaints? I don’t care! The decisions are final, now leave me alone while I try to hang myself.
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Roberto, wearing a pair of dark sunglasses and a very serious face, kicks the door down and storms the office. He stands in front of Mr Anderson, whose still sitting, and stares him down.
ROBERTO: I'm going to enjoy watching you die Mr. Anderson.
Roberto continues to stare him down, then all of a sudden bursts into a hysterical laughter.
ROBERTO: OH MAN!!! You should've seen the look on your face.
Roberto continues to laugh.
ROBERTO: I hope I didn't scare you too much there Senor Presidente.
Roberto does a military salute, while Mr. Anderson looks mad as hell.
ROBERTO: THE MATRIX!!! You know, the movie....you know? Anyway, I actually wanted to ask you a question...boxers or briefs?
Roberto starts laughing again.
ROBERTO: Oh man, I kill me.
At this point Mr. Anderson looks like he's gonna blow, as Roberto now nervously laughs.
ROBERTO: mmmm, no serious, actually I heard you screaming and I thought I would make you laugh a bit...*gulp* I guess it wasnt funny.
Roberto turns around and picks up the broken door and tries to put it back in place, but the door keeps falling down.
ROBERTO: I think I'll just leave this door on the floor. If you want I'll call someone to fix it....mmmm no? ok, ok I'll leave now, I know you're busy. Give me a call later I guess....we'll do lunch....ta ta now.
Roberto runs away.
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Do you have a reason not to give The Half Boy your vote for the Hall of Fame?
VJ: First let me apologize for my sudden absence. There are things that must be tended to and soon you will see why. They all will see. You have a vermin that must be taken care of. You have a fraternity of fools within your quaint organization. This is something that must be remedied. I of course will be the light that vanquishes this darkness... but time is running out.
*Johnson smiles with wicked contempt through what can be seen of his twisted face under his cloak. He turns and he leaves as quietly as he came in.
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An irate (Yes, still) Abdul Akbar Alsam storms into the office of Charles Anderson.
Alsam: I DEMAND JUSTICE!!! That incompetitant official cost me what should be mine. Everyone saw it, I clearly never tapped out! The rules state I must hit my hand off the mat three times for a tap out! I never hit the match three times! I will not stand for this! This is blatant racism and favouritism! Had I been born in America this would never have happened! Just because I look different than you, does not mean you get to cheat me out of title's that I earned. Now, I am only going to tell you this once.
Alsam slaps a desktop lamp off the desk sending it crashing to the floor.
Alsam: Make it right, or I will!
Alsam turns and storms out of the office not waiting for an answer.
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*Roberto, with Precious in his arms, storms in the office and he doesn't seem very happy*
Roberto: "Hey you...are you running a wrestling company here or are you running a madhouse?"
*Roberto puts Precious down*
Roberto: "What happened last night was insane...but what's even crazier, is the fact that you've got me teaming up with a lunatic at the next Adrenaline Rush."
*Roberto tries to calm down*
Roberto: "Im telling you now, you dont want me on your bad side sweety, you might find me hard to handle."
*Roberto picks up Precious and notices that he pooped on the new carpet*
*As he is walking away...*
Roberto:"If you see Mr. Johnson, tell him to stay out of my way. Oh and by the way, this place smells like feces."
*Roberto leaves with a big smirk on his face*
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Do you have a reason not to give The Half Boy your vote for the Hall of Fame?
Abdul Akbar Alsam storms in the office irate (When is he not?) and shouts at CWA Owner Charles Anderson.
AAA: I hope this is some kind of joke! You cannot expect me to team up with that moron on Wednesday night! He ambushed me last week, how do i know he wont do it again?
Alsam calms down a little before continueing.
AAA: Actually, you know what? I hope he does ambush me again. He couldnt get the job done last week when he attacked me, why would it be any different this time? I'm going to tell you now so you can adjust your plans correctly, if he so much as lays a finger on me out there, he wont be making it to Uprising. I guarantee it.
Alsam turns and exits the office having gotten that off his chest.
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*Ultimate Pain comes barging into the office of Charles Anderson solo*
Ultimate Pain: "Now listen up here buddy. I believe you said that you won't treat anyone unfairly, provided they make you money. Well, last I checked nobody is going to make you more money than the 'Hood."
*Pain locks eyes with Anderson*
Ultimate Pain: "So I've got this to say to you; Uprising is a huge night for the 'Hood, and I don't want anything going wrong for us. I'm not happy that this big monster that's apparently friends with Johnson is being allowed to come in and sneak attack us."
*Pain tries to compose himself*
Ultimate Pain: "Is he even signed to a contract? Hell, like that matters. I'm going to tell you this once, and only once. If he involves himself in any way, in any Brotherhood match at Uprising. Your biggest draws, will be more than happy, to kick your ass! Capiche?"
*Pain waits for Anderson to speak*
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