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[Guest hhh6294]

*~* Backstage... amongst all of the hustle and bustle of the SJL workers and werstlers getting ready for the upcoming show... everyone has something to do.. Everyone in the scene is frantically trying to get things done in the order placed by Commissioner Edwin MacPhisto. Through all of the commotion, though, in the deep reaches of the long hallway, a dark shadow appears from a doorway. He slowly makes his way down the long echoing corridor as the workers of the SJL pass by him not even acknowleging his presence. Behind the dark cloaked man, is a taller larger built man, dressed in a black business suit with a dark green tie. The duo walk down the hallway, passing all of the wokers by as they hustle, trying not to get fired. The duo then enters the office of the commissioner, much to the surprise of the busy man, who is chatting away on his handheld phone, while looking over several doccuments on his desk. Looking at the two men, Edwin puts his phone down upon his shoulder, and talks to them. *~*

 

"Excuse me Gentlemen... I have work to do. Please come back later."

 

*~* The business man, hiding his eyes behind a pair of golden Oakley sunglasses. immediately slams his palm down upon the receiver of the portable phone, and rips out the phone cord, causing the phone to disconnect, much to the dismay of the Commissioner. *~*

 

"What the hell was that for!"

 

*~* With his deep but recognizable voice booming out, the bulky business man begins to speak to the furious commissioner of the SJL. *~*

 

"Mister MacPhisto... I think you know who I am, and who represent. I think that we should talk immediately."

 

*~* At that point, Edwin sits back down in his chair, suddenly realizing who he is facing at the moment. Edwin lowers the tone of his voice. *~*

 

"Okay. Please have a seat"

 

*~* As Edwin says that, he motions over to a duo of chairs, where the two men sit down on. *~*

 

"What do you want. It has been over two months since you two were last seen in the SJL... and for me, it has been one of the better two months of my life. SO my question to you is... what the hell are you doing here."

 

*~* With a smile on his face, the arrogant businessman answers the question of the firm commissioner. *~*

 

"Simply put, Mr. MacPhisto... we are here to regain our lost glory. We have returned to the SJL following one of the worst runs in SJL History, and we have returned to make ourselves known the world over as the most dominant duo in the SJL."

 

*~* Edwin then looks over at the cloaked shadow sitting next to the business man, and asks him the same thing. *~*

 

"And what about you? Why do you think you've come back?"

 

*~* After a few seconds, the cloaked man replies in the most raspirouis voice anyone could ever imagine. *~*

 

"...Unfinished Business,Edwin."

 

*~* Edwin looks disgustingly at the duo sitting in his office, as he leans back in his chair. *~*

 

"You see... that's the problem. I can't have you coming here just to cause another ruccus like you did last time and then take off when things got too hairy for you. So if by some slim chance I DO let you back into the SJL... the only way that you would survive me is if we added in a little stipulation into your contract. EVERY time that you attack ANYONE backstage employed by Smarks Junior League, or the Smarks Wresting Federation, you get fined Fifty thousand dollars, and a suspension of one show for each action. Got it?"

 

*~* Both men sitting in front of Edwin tense up, as the cloaked man stands up, pulling out an eerily recognizable steel pipe. Edwin stands up, and shows no fear at all, as he faces him. In a flash, the man rips back his cloak, and pulls his pipe back to strike Edwin, as the commissioner puts his hands in the air to block the incoming strike, screaming at the man whos face immediately tells the audience who it is... the Psycho Mantis himself... Jacob Helmsley. *~*

 

"Jacob!!!! THink about what you are doing! If you strike me now... however good it may feel... it will cost you dearly in the long run!"

 

*~* With the burning anger in his poison green eyes, Jacob lowers the pipe, as Fred comes up nect to his side, and grabs it from him. Jacob looks over at the stern face of Fred, and then looks back at Edwin. Through the green mech mask covering his scarred mouth, jacob echos out chilling words that stick Edwin right in the heart, like a knife. *~*

 

"Edwin... you have a deal. You now have more than that... you have once again... a Psycho."

 

 

*~* With that final statement, jacob pulls his pipe back into his posession, and plunges it deep into the wooden desk Edwin was sitting at, spearing a stack of doccuments. Jacob and Fred walk off back into the bustling hallway, leaving Edwin sitting there with a tense look on his face, as he says the last words before the scene cuts off. *~*

 

"Oh man... what have I done..."

[Guest -Cutthroat-]

BUM BUM BUUUUUUUUUM!

Nice stuff there ya' CRAZY person! Good to see you back, man...

[Guest hhh6294]

Thanks, Cutthroat. Really.

[Guest -Cutthroat-]

You're welcome!

[Guest Tod deKindes]

S-A-R-C-A-S-M, find out what it means for Jake.