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Post by Vinny Falcone on Feb 20, 2011 21:20:03 GMT -5
RP here.
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Enigma
GWA Dark Match Talent
Posts: 13
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Post by Enigma on Feb 21, 2011 1:01:21 GMT -5
[We join Enigma who is still in the GWA Arena. He's just finished his shower when he learns of his match for Worldwide 8 against Ric Blanchard, Enigma is in just a towel as Joel Garcia is on hand with the questions.]
Joel Garcia: Good win tonight.
Enigma: Thanks.
Joel Garcia: Welcome. Well i was told you requested someone to come down here to talk with you about your match at Worldwide 8.
Enigma: I sure did.
Joel Garcia: Well from my understanding you're facing Ric Blanchard.
Enigma: Yes sir, in a battle of the unbeaten.
Joel Garcia: This should be a classic.
Enigma: Oh you know it.
Joel Garcia: So what are your thoughts on The Enforcer.
Enigma: The Enforcer? Please. This man thinks he's God, and God's gift to women all rolled into one giant scum bag! At Worldwide I'll destroy him.
Joel Garcia: You seem very confident.
Enigma: Why shouldn't I Joel I'm 3-0. And what are you starring at?
Joel Garcia: Nothing...
Enigma: Well you keep starring, ah never mind.
Joel Garcia: Any other thoughts?
Enigma: Yes. Ric Blanchard, understand this... Ah damn it!
[Just then Enigma loses his towel....]
Joel Garcia: WHOA!
Enigma: What the hell Joel...
Joel Garcia: What?
Enigma: You're looking at my peter, you disgusting little bastard!
Joel Garcia: I'm not!
Enigma: The hell you aren't! Damn it, I need JD screw's phone number on my speed dial, I also need a restraining order, LEAVE!
(Joel Garcia takes off and it honestly looks like he's smiling.)
[Fade to black]
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Post by "The Enforcer" Ric Blanchard on Feb 21, 2011 10:16:09 GMT -5
[As the scene begins we can see Ric Blanchard hard at work behind his desk at Blanchard Airlines. On his desk is a half eaten subway chicken bacon ranch sub, a bottle of water and papers stacked at least 3 inches. To the right of his desk is his secretary Kim.]
Ric Blanchard: Kim did you fax those files to Mr. Freeman?
Kim: I sure did.
Ric Blanchard: Good. I so what to jump on this.
Kim: I think it's a good idea.
Ric Blanchard: Much better than airplanes.
Kim: I guess.
Ric Blanchard: You guess?
Kim: (Sounding bummed) Yeah.
Ric Blanchard: What's wrong Kim?
Kim: If this works out will you still need a secretary?
Ric Blanchard: No worries Kimmy. I'll need you. Your job is safe.
(She smiles)
Kim: GREAT!
Ric Blanchard: Did you honestly think I'd fire you?
Kim: I really did know.
Ric Blanchard: Bah, come on now. Not only do you bust your ass for this company, but you're a fine ass looker. Putting you in that chair right inside the door keeps people coming back....
Kim: Thank you...
Ric Blanchard: Seriously. Your what 5'1" 100lbs?
Kim: Yes 5'1" but I'm fat 109lbs.
Ric Blanchard: Watch your mouth, you're far from fat. You're short, bangin' body, and well can I be blunt?
Kim: Yes....
Ric Blanchard: Good. You have one amazing RACK! For a girl your size.
Kim: 36C.
Ric Blanchard: Amazing, just amazing. As small as you are do those big, firm, in the words of Steve Carell, Sandbags.... umm yum...
Kim: Sir....
Ric Blanchard: Sorry
Kim: it's OK.
Ric Blanchard: I got a little carried away there.
Kim: Yeah it happens.
Ric Blanchard: None the less my dear, I'll still need you.
Kim: Good, but as a secretary?
Ric Blanchard: Yes, unless you want to do something else.
Kim: Well maybe....
(Just then the phone rings. As Kim answers it.)
Kim: Hello, thank you for calling Blanchard Airlines, how may I help you.
Voice: Yes this is Mr. Freeman, I'm looking for Mr. Ric Blanchard.
Kim: Yes Sir, one moment.
Mr. Freeman: Thank you.
(Kim presses the hold button.)
Ric Blanchard: Who is it?
Kim: It's Mr. Freeman Sir.
Ric Blanchard: Good, give me the phone.
Kim: Here you go.
(Kim hands the phone to The Enforcer. Who hits the hold button and begins to talk.)
Ric Blanchard: Mr. Freeman Sir, how do you do?
Mr. Freeman: I'm good and yourself?
Ric Blanchard: I'm good, but could be great if you got the papers and everything is in order.
Mr. Freeman: I sure did get them and everything is a 100% go!
(Ric puts his thumb up to Kim as she smiles)
Ric Blanchard: That's awesome!
Mr. Freeman: One thing though.
Ric Blanchard: What's that?
Mr. Freeman: The insurance company needs a name?
Ric Blanchard: A name for what?
Mr. Freeman: The company.
Ric Blanchard: Damn. I haven't come up with one yet.
Mr. Freeman: Well for them to sign off they'll need the name.
Ric Blanchard: Can I just call it anything for now and rename it later?
Mr. Freeman: You could, but you'd have to go through the system to change the name legally. A lot of red tape. I'd name it what I'm going to name it now and be done with it.
Ric Blanchard: Damn. Well how long do I have?
Mr. Freeman: As much time as you want really. The place is yours. You just can't begin business until all the I's are dotted and T's are crossed.
Ric Blanchard: Right. Well any suggestions?
Mr. Freeman: Not off hand no.
Ric Blanchard: Let me ask my secretary right quick.
Mr. Freeman: Sure...
(Blanchard cups the phone and talks to Kim.)
Ric Blanchard: Everything is a go. But we need a name for the club. Now this is going to be a A class style Strip Club. You can come in, eat, drink, hell even dance as well as toss some cash at the lovely ladies.... Any suggestions?
Kim: Hmmm....
Ric Blanchard: Yeah we need a name, a name we're gonna stick with. A name that will stand out.
Kim: How about Titty Titty Bang Bang.
(Blanchard starts laughing his ass off.)
Ric Blanchard: I love it, but not what I was going for.
(He speaks to Mr. Freeman real quick)
Ric Blanchard: Any ideas yet?
Mr. Freeman: How about the Bairing Straights.
Ric Blanchard: Hmm...
(Blanchard tells Kim the idea.)
Ric Blanchard: The Bairing Straights?
Kim: That could work. The girls will be bare, and the men well...
Ric Blanchard: Yes I get it.
(Blanchard now hits a button so the phone call is on speaker)
Ric Blanchard: The call is now on Speaker so the three of us can think of a name.
Mr. Freeman: Perfect.
Ric Blanchard: How about a top secret name, The Blue Crayon.
Mr. Freeman: What.
Kim: (Laughing) Wow Mr. Blanchard.
Mr. Freeman: How about the Lumberyard, with the slogan, where real men go for wood.
Ric Blanchard: It's a strip club. Not a Gay Bar. That sounds like the perfect place for Enigma to go.
Mr. Freeman: Enigma?
Ric Blanchard: He's my opponent next week at Worldwide 8.
Mr. Freeman: OK?
Ric Blanchard: He's always dressed in multiply colors. Looks like a damn walking rainbow.
Mr. Freeman: Right...
Ric Blanchard: And we all know Rainbows are the signature sign for Fags.
Kim: That's not politically correct Sir.
Ric Blanchard: Yes I know. But Enigma and his rainbow colored attire. I swear. Taste the rainbow on something.
Mr. Freeman: Bah! Taste the Rainbow. Another perfect name for a gay bar.
Kim: Skittles might sue....
Mr. Freeman: Right.
Ric Blanchard: OK, OK, enough. enough Faggy fag talk. I've already got my mind tied up on thinking about Enigma. No need to pollute my mind with images of what he might do in his free time.
Kim: One last thing Sir if you don't mind...
Ric Blanchard: Sure.
Kim: Didn't he lose his towel last night while talking to Joel Garcia and freak out when Joel looked at... well you know. And threaten a restraining order on him.
Ric Blanchard: Cover up my dear, cover up.
Mr. Freeman: Exactly. He should of covered up.
(Mr. Freeman laughs)
Ric Blanchard: This is too much. Back to the topic at hand.
Mr. Freeman: I'm stumped.
Kim: Me too.
Ric Blanchard: I want a name that doesn't make what we do to obvious. Something to keep the wives happy.
Mr. Freeman: The wives?
Ric Blanchard: Yes the wives of our frequent guest.
Mr. Freeman: OK, let me think.
Kim: Still no idea...
(All three are silent thinking for a good two minutes. Before Blanchard speaks.)
Ric Blanchard: I mentioned Steve Carell earlier to Kim...
Mr. Freeman: The guy from the 40yr old virgin?
Ric Blanchard: Yes but more importantly, he's from "The Office"!
Mr. Freeman: OK?
Ric Blanchard: That's the name for the club, The Office.
Mr. Freeman: What?
Kim: Really?
Ric Blanchard: It's perfect. We got these men willing to spend hundreds of dollars to see some gorgeous ladies flaunt what they have. But can't tell their wives, "Hey honey I'll be late getting home I'm headed to Woody's after work" She'll get pissed
Mr. Freeman: OK...
Ric Blanchard: But if he says, "Honey, I'll be late getting home I'll be tied up at "The Office"! He's not lying and she'll have no clue!
Mr. Freeman: PERFECT!
Kim: You sly dog you!
Mr. Freeman: Good thing you mentioned Steve Carell and the TV Show. Chances are they own a copyright on something having the same name. So any suggestions?
Ric Blanchard: Fine. "The Office Lounge"
Mr. Freeman: Done. I'll add the name to the paperwork and fax you your copies. Sign them fax them back and the insurance company will sign and it's all yours.
Ric Blanchard: GREAT! Talk with you soon.
Mr. Freeman: Sounds good. Talk with you soon Mr. Blanchard.
(The two hang up the call.)
Kim: Great name boss.
Ric Blanchard: Thanks.
Kim: Now that you have that squared away, whats next?
Ric Blanchard: Well Mr. Freeman will need to draw up the new papers and what not else. I'm sure it will take a few. So in the mean time I'll be in the basement training for Enigma.
Kim: Sounds good. Should I come get you as soon as the paper work is faxed?
Ric Blanchard: Yes please do. But until then, no calls, no meetings, nothing unless someone is dying. I want too make sure I'm at 100% to destroy the Enigfag this Sunday at Worldwide 8.
Kim: You got it.
Ric Blanchard: Thanks Kim.
(They both leave Mr. Blanchard's Office. Kim goes back to her desk in the lobby as Blanchard takes the stairs to the basement to his gym to train)
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