[There are two ways I could look at this. A wonderful adventure into the unknown, or a death trap from the depths of hell. Of course, me being an optomistic man, I tend to go for the "Wonderful Adventure" gig. Christ. Not that smart of a move by Kid X...gettin' himself drunk, crashing his ass into a tree, or whatever it was. Now what do I do? That brings me to what you are about to see...]
>I wonder if they'll ever change that picture. It was here last time I was at the arena. And it's unsightly. Oh yeah. I'm walking down the hall of the Mid-Hudson Civic Center - site of SCW's Tuesday Powertrip. Down this hall is the office of our owner Mr. Late Nite. As you all no doubt know, my opponent has injured himself in a rather harsh way. A large shock to me, but well, the show must go on as they say. However, I can't go on with the show without an opponent. And that brings me to the Office of Owner Mr. Late Nite...knock knock...<
{MR. LATE NITE} - Whoever it is...make it quick.
>This oughtta be fun...<
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Yessir Mr. Late Nite sir...
{MR. LATE NITE} - Oh...hi Chris.
>Gotta love the facial expression. You should see it. (OOC Simulation: :-| )<
{CHRIS MURIEL} - A little peeved about Kid?
{MR. LATE NITE} - Your powers of observation are similar to those of your cousin. They never cease to amaze me.
>What...? Oh right...<
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Um...right. So, sorry to interrupt but...you know, Kid had his little accident with...
{MR. LATE NITE} - Skip that and get to the point Chris.
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Yessir. I don't have anything to do, and I'm slated in the main event.
{MR. LATE NITE} - Your point?
>Um...what to say what to say what to say...<
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Well sir...I'd like to make an appearance someway, somehow.
>Oh damn. Was that the wrong thing to say? He looks a bit frustrated...<
{MR. LATE NITE} - Chris...*sigh*...don't worry about it. You'll be involved. I've got special things planned tonight. Spur of the moment things, but things nonetheless that involve a lot of people - you included. Happy?
>Not...really. But I'll have to make do.<
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Yessir. Thank you sir. Um...hope things brighten for you sir...
>"Hope things brighten for you sir"? Jesus Christ...pardon my French Chris but you're a dumbass...<
{CHRIS MURIEL} - HEY SHUT UP BRAIN!
>Ah ah ah...shouldn'ta said that...<
{MR. LATE NITE} - Um...excuse me?
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Erm, uhm, ah...nothing sir. I'll be leaving now sir.
>HAHAHAHAHA...oh wait. Okay...back to reality. Get out of the office Chris. Now go back to your kind, quiet locker room. Look at Ana's picture. Remember that a couple hundred miles away your love is sitting at home worried sick...yet still willing to stay home to do her part of the "Payment Plan". Love her for that. *ring ring* what the...stupid cell phone.<
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Muriel. What do you want?
{SETH CALVERT} - CHRIS BABY! What's shakin'?
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Right. What're you calling for?
{SETH CALVERT} - Hmm...That happy to see me eh?
{CHRIS MURIEL} - I just made an ass out of myself in front of Late Nite, and...something odd's going down on Powertrip that involves me. Don't know what.
{SETH CALVERT} - Interesting.
{CHRIS MURIEL} - What?
{SETH CALVERT} - You making an ass out of yourself in front of Late Nite...
{CHRIS MURIEL} - ...shut up. So what's the deal? Just wait?
{SETH CALVERT} - Well what did you have in mind?
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Point made. Okay then. Thanks cousin. Anything else?
{SETH CALVERT} - Nope...just wondering about that situation. I'll be watching.
{CHRIS MURIEL} - Okay then. Thanks. See you around.
{SETH CALVERT} - No problem. *click*
>*sigh* Well, that's where I'll leave you guys hanging. Actually, a little later on in the week, after Powertrip, I'll explain what the hell happened last week. Until then...don't get a brain like this one. It'll scar you for life. MAKE SURE YOU WATCH ME TOMORROW! That is...if nothing bad is scheduled for me.<