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Date Posted: 08:17:11 03/21/00 Tue
Author: SLEDGE/Tenjen
Author Host/IP: ip004.hl.wku.edu / 161.6.41.4
Subject: The Price of Mockery

*SLEDGE AND Tenjen arrive outside the NACW office building, and are confronted by a security guard*

Guard: "Excuse me gentlemen, but Prez Cookson isn't seeing anyone today without an appointment."

Tenjen: "The Prez is the one with the appointment. He's got an appointment with us for an ass beatin!"

Guard: "Sir, I'm gonna have to ask..."

*before the guard's hand reaches Tenjen's shoulder, Tenjen takes the wrist, forcign the guard's arm behind his back as a sickening pop is heard from the shoulder joint*

SLEDGE:"That'll heal...now leave before you recieve something much more permanent."

*They make their way inside the building...SLEDGE takes an office worker by the arm..."call 911," he tells him, then lets him go. SLEDGE then obliterates the door leading to Prez Cook's office*

Tenjen: "Where's Cooks?!"

Office asst.:"Sir...uh...he's not...not here...out...yeah...he's out...for lunch!"

Tenjen: " He thinks he's going to insult us with some rediculous parody, then go on with buisiness as usual?!!"

SLEDGE:"That's goign to change...starting now."

*SLEDGE breaks through Cook's office door and begins trashing Cook's office*

Tenjen:"You people up here in yout ivory tower need to get something straight. We're not a couple of whores whos names and likenesses you can use as you see fit...I don't care how many contracts we've signed!"

*Through the doorway to Cook's office, Cook's heavy oak desk is seen hurtled through the air, and through the office wall*

Office asst.: "Sir, I wasn't a part of that deci..."

Tenjen:"Maybe not, but since Cooks isn't man enough to return our calls or be here to look us in the eye, you're the one elected to send the message."

*under the desk, the office asst. pushes a silent alarm*

*SLEDGE comes bach through the doorway and leanas his massive frame over the desk to look the office asst. in the eye*

SLEDGE:"If the appearence of this office doesn't make it clear, then you make sure he understands WE ARE NOT TO BE MOCKED!"

*SLEDGE slams his fist down, splintering the desk as half a dozen security guards appear at the door*

sec#1:"We're going to have to ask you tow to come with u..."

*SLEDGE cathes the guard with a thrust kick undre the jaw, snappign the guard's head back, and sending him into the wall*

SLEDGE:"Are the rest of you so foolish as well?"

*guard#2 rushes Tenjen, but is caught by and overhead belly-to-belly that sends the guard crashign down on the office asst.'s desk. Guards #3 and #4 are out cold as SLEDGE drills them both with a spear. #5 and #6 start to advance, but show good sense and leave. SLEDGE tehn turns back to the office asst.*

SLEDGE:"Whether it be in this office, in the ring, or anywhere else...you start passing the word...WE DON'T GET STOPPED!"

Tenjen:"If cookson wanted to sanction us for not making the booking, he should've fined us...*looking around what's left of the office*...now he's the one that's goign to pay. You make sure he understands that if one penny of this comes out of our paychecks...we will be back.

SLEDGE:"Tell Cookson that since he enjoys creative booking, that we're going to conduct a littel of our own, and since we owe the people a match, we're going to double up on Thursday."

Tenjen:"Like the big man said...we're going to march into Showdown and first off, we're going to cripple those pathetic pieces of trash Cookson used to pass off as the two of us. Second, we want a match with Bungle and Kurashiki."

office asst.:"Sir, I'm not sure how possible it is to get a title match this la..."

SLEDGE:"They can keep their titles...for now. What we want from them transcends the tag titles. The fact that they too, were participants in Cookson's littel game is somethign the're WILL pay for. Cookson can put the match to paper or not, but I assure you...one way or the other, at Showdown they will come eye to eye with The Inevitable and the Iron Dragon."

*SLEDGE and Tenjen exit the office and out teh door as an ambulance pull up*

Tenjen:"You'll need five more."

*both men walk away as the screen fades*

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