Promo: I'll remember you.

[Guest DiabloIIFreak1010]

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain...

The wind would whisper and I would think of you...

And all the tears that you cried that called my name...

And when you need me, I came through...

 

Ah, music. Poisyn drops the CD Player into his bag.

 

Probibly the only friend on the road that Poisyn had that was able to keep him sane. He always traveled with his CD collection, ranging from hardcore ska to soul.

 

Poisyn walks through the hallways of Metal, seeing wrestlers who having been doing this for years...he passes Insane Luchador, who is talking on his cell phone. His eyes dift to the other side of the hallway to see T-Bone, laying on a large metal case with his bucket hat over his head, probibly sleeping. He also sees wrestlers who had just come in, looking to make a name for themselves. He sees Y2K, as he smiles as he sees the fellow sWo member. Y2K waves back, as he goes back to playing his gameboy advance. He looks to his left to see C.I.A., as they exchange uneasy glances. A few second pass, as Poisyn nods his head at C.I.A., in a respectful manner. C.I.A. pauses...and nods back. Poisyn smiles, as he reaches his destination. He reaches the door, and pauses. He looks up at the title on the door:

 

COMMISSIONER'S OFFICE

 

Poisyn sighs, as he opens the door.

 

Commissioner Edwin MacPhisto looks up from reading the latest edition of Smarks Wrestling Federation Magazine, as he sees Poisyn. He frowns.

 

(Edwin) - Oh...what do you want? A title shot? A...

 

(Poisyn) - Edwin, please.

 

Edwin pauses. Poisyn has never been this polite. Edwin leans back in his chair, as he glances at Poisyn.

 

(Edwin) - Um. Alright. What can I do for you? Would you like some coffie?

 

(Poisyn) - No, no. That's fine. But...Edwin. As you know, today, wrestlers are suppost to renew their contracts. You said that everyone renewed all expect for...

 

(Edwin) - ...You.

 

(Poisyn) - Exactly. I've come to say...Edwin...I can't go on. I'm sorry...but I think it ends here for me.

 

Edwin pauses, as he lifts his eyebrows up.

 

(Edwin) - Are you sure? I mean...you've got such a promising future ahead of you. You've got the tallent...the skill...your in a domonate stable and such. I can't beleive that...I mean...

 

(Poisyn) - Edwin. I think it's time. And I've got to move on to bigger and better things.

 

(Edwin) - Hm. I understand, Poisyn. I'll...have you taken off the active list. But remember. You may return anytime. The door is always open for you, my friend.

 

(Poisyn) - Thank you, Edwin. And please...call me Matt.

 

Edwin smiles. Matt turns and opens the door to the Commissioner's office, as he bumps into a man.

 

(Man) - Oh, watch it, man, I should--

 

It's Mak Francis.

 

(Mak) - ...Oh. Hey...man. Listen...sorry about...I mean...

 

Mak rambles on, as Matt holds up a hand. Mak stops as Matt begins to talk once more.

 

(Matt) - Mak. It's alright. You did what you had to do. I just want you to know, that I quit. I think it's time. I kept on losing and losing, and it just became harder to keep up with everything. It was all passing by me so quickly. So I went in...Edwin and I had a short chat...and the door's still open for me...but I'm not really sure if I should go through it again. I certinally would love to...but I think it's...over.

 

Mak stands there shocked. Matt smiles, as he points to his TV and European titles slain over each shoulder.

 

(Matt) - Defend these with pride. I'll miss you, Mak. Tell Flexxx goodbye...and Y2K...and everyone here.

 

Matt starts to walk away, but about halway down the hallway, Mak begins to speak...

 

(Mak) - HEY!

 

Matt turns.

 

(Mak) - ...I'll miss you, man. You whopped ass 'round here. Where you gunna be if I need you.

 

Matt smiles.

 

(Matt) - I'm going to open a martial arts dojo in Japan. I'm moving there, too, me and Brianna. And if you need me...for anything...you've got my cell.

 

(Mak) - True, man. I'll see you around...I hope.

 

Matt picks up his bag, as he puts his headphone back on, hearing the last lyrics of the song, as he walks out the door for what seems to be the final time.

 

Through the sleepless nights and every endless day

I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you...

 

The Ataris - I'll Remember You

 

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For those of you who are actually wondering, this is goodbye. For forever. No...I'll still be around on the boards. I'll still post. But as a full-time wrestler is questionable. A while ago, I told Edwin I could only be booked for Metals. But now that we have this crazy schudlge, I thought this could work to my advantage. Turns out...for some reason...it can't. Ah, well. I could return. It's still an option. Now...the goodbyes...

 

Flexxxx - Keep it up, man. Keep writing, keep promoing, get involved in a storyline, and keep your gimmick...and one day, you'll be the world champ. Not of the JL...but the WF.

 

Insane Luchador - You rock, man. Come back, shake off that rust, and whoop some ass. After the tournoment, your my prediction for the next world champion.

 

Renegade - Thanks. For everything. For letting me into Destruction (With IL's help, too...) for giving me advice, and for the great AIM chats.

 

Shawn Brody - I'm not even sure if you'll see this...but if you do...come back.

 

C.I.A. - Your gimmick is probilby the funniest gimmick in the entire federation. Keep it up, your on your way to the top.

 

Mak - Your on your way to the top, too man. Faster than you think. Good luck.

 

Y2K - Ah, the good friend of mine in IRL. Your a good writer...just do your best, man.

 

Ash - I think you've posted about 20 promos since you've been in the WF...and they've all been HALLRIOUS. Keep it up, man.

 

Edwin - Thank for being there, man. You've always been a cool guy to talk to on AIM, and I'll miss you.

 

Everyone I forgot - You all rock! I'll edit more in later.

 

But lastly, two very important goodbyes to two people...

 

Chirs Wilson - Your like a big bro to me. You've given me advice on girls, the matches and so fourth...and it's all paid off, beleive it or not. I'll miss you alot, man.

 

Hville Thugg - Thanks for everything you've done for me. Thanks for the endless advice on matches. When I lost to Silent, you gave me the things I should improve on in my matches. That advice helped alot, and I think you so much.

 

And so. It ends.

 

- Matt

[Guest Insanityman]

Awesome promo, sucky thing to leave... well see if you can worm your way back in the JL, eh? But before you go dude...

 

 

 

 

 

What's Renegade's favorite color? (Inside joke here).

[Guest kelloggs]

Your leaving. Damn man this sucks. Well, although I never got to chat with you when I finally get time off from my job I'll be on chat and AIM so we can talk. I hope I can get to know you and everyone else better. I said the same thing to IL but you seem like a cool kid from what I've seen and come back when you're ready. You and Flexxx are the sWo, I just came along for the ride.

 

M. "sWo 4 life" Francis

[Guest SupaTaft]

The sWo seems to be thinning out. Whom will I feud with now? *cries*

 

*wipes away tears* Ok I'm done. Good luck on your other ventures and I hope to see you back soon.

 

-Taft

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Shite. Another one bites the dust.

 

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