Post by Lord Hastings on Aug 14, 2010 7:15:48 GMT -5
We return you now to the long-neglected apartment of one eD cASe.
Peterson: You’ve been watching that for two days.
Hastings: I like it.
Donovan is standing and watching a monitor on which is playing footage of Jet Somers biting Phrixus Deimos on the nose…on repeat.
Peterson: It’s a grown man biting another grown man’s nose.
Hastings: Exactly. It works on so many levels.
Roberts – ‘The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment this Millennia’ agrees. It is quite humorous.
Hastings: And works on many levels.
Roberts – Yes.
Owen looks back and forth between them both.
Peterson: I didn’t miss this.
Roberts – That is because there was nothing missed. ‘The Headliner’ and ‘The Lord of Pain’ have been in close communication and on the same page ever since the dawn on this third age of TWiSTeD. That some window lickers misinterpreted the flow of events to think otherwise is the result of their deluded mongoloid thinking. Certainly, we had our distractions and separate plots, but it was all for the common goal.
Peterson: If you say so.
Calypso, sitting on the couch, chuckles to herself.
Peterson: What’s so funny?
Calyspo: Nothing.
An unlocking sound is heard, and the door opens to reveal eD cASe.
eD – What in…again? What are you all doing back here?
Roberts – Where would TWiSTeD be if not in its headquarters?
eD – This is my apartment! I just finished cleaning up the Wheat Thins on the floor and unclogging the bathtub drain from the last time!
Hastings: Owen didn’t think you would notice. Said you’d be too busy playing checkers with a pidgeon.
Peterson: What?
eD glares at him.
eD – He only…beat me…TWICE!
Peterson: Hold on, I didn’t-AUGH!!!!
eD tackles Peterson and they roll out of the room.
Hastings: Well that was fun.
Peterson: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEBODY STOP THE MUPPET!
Calypso: I’ll make sure he’s okay.
Calypso follows them out of the room, leaving Donovan and Travis alone.
Hastings: We’ve been on the same page this whole time, have we?
Travis – It isn’t that much of a stretch.
Hastings: I was tired of doing things the right way. Didn’t want you to have to do things you didn’t want to do.
Travis – We did things the right way at In Your Hands.
Hastings: We could have been doing them this entire time. You wouldn’t have had to waste your time with the homeless wonder, I wouldn’t have had to plot with Somers and Kiseragi.
Travis – Does it matter now?
Hastings: No, I suppose not. What matters is Team TWiSTeD is back together, which means not only am I assured of winning back the World Heavyweight Championship at Outlast, but we can start taking care of each other’s problems again. I even get to take care of Savana for you on Synergy.
Travis – Why would ‘The Headliner’ concern himself with him?
Donovan glares at Travis.
Travis – Sorry.
eD storms back into the room, shaking his fist as though it was now sore.
eD – Did I hear you say Savana? You can’t let him get away with what he’s done.
Travis – And what has he supposedly done?
eD – Well, attacked you on Synergy for a start, not to mention he pinned you at In Your Hands.
Travis – That’s ridiculous. The thought that ‘The TWiSTeD High Commander’ could be undone by such a bottom-feeder as Savana is insulting in the highest degree. Fortunately, it’s been revealed that it was really this new McAnus character all along, and that is a threat that perhaps should be dispatched sooner rather than later.
eD – I don’t think it was-
Travis – It was him all along!
Hastings: Listen, eD, since I’m gathering that you put the Niglet down for the count for the moment, why don’t you do me a favor and fetch me a Pepsi?
eD stares at Donovan, but Travis motions with his head and eD complies, leaving the room.
Travis – I still think you should hand Savana his ass though.
Donovan smiles and slaps Travis on the arm before taking a seat on his throne.
Hastings: It is inevitable.
Peterson: You’ve been watching that for two days.
Hastings: I like it.
Donovan is standing and watching a monitor on which is playing footage of Jet Somers biting Phrixus Deimos on the nose…on repeat.
Peterson: It’s a grown man biting another grown man’s nose.
Hastings: Exactly. It works on so many levels.
Roberts – ‘The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment this Millennia’ agrees. It is quite humorous.
Hastings: And works on many levels.
Roberts – Yes.
Owen looks back and forth between them both.
Peterson: I didn’t miss this.
Roberts – That is because there was nothing missed. ‘The Headliner’ and ‘The Lord of Pain’ have been in close communication and on the same page ever since the dawn on this third age of TWiSTeD. That some window lickers misinterpreted the flow of events to think otherwise is the result of their deluded mongoloid thinking. Certainly, we had our distractions and separate plots, but it was all for the common goal.
Peterson: If you say so.
Calypso, sitting on the couch, chuckles to herself.
Peterson: What’s so funny?
Calyspo: Nothing.
An unlocking sound is heard, and the door opens to reveal eD cASe.
eD – What in…again? What are you all doing back here?
Roberts – Where would TWiSTeD be if not in its headquarters?
eD – This is my apartment! I just finished cleaning up the Wheat Thins on the floor and unclogging the bathtub drain from the last time!
Hastings: Owen didn’t think you would notice. Said you’d be too busy playing checkers with a pidgeon.
Peterson: What?
eD glares at him.
eD – He only…beat me…TWICE!
Peterson: Hold on, I didn’t-AUGH!!!!
eD tackles Peterson and they roll out of the room.
Hastings: Well that was fun.
Peterson: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEBODY STOP THE MUPPET!
Calypso: I’ll make sure he’s okay.
Calypso follows them out of the room, leaving Donovan and Travis alone.
Hastings: We’ve been on the same page this whole time, have we?
Travis – It isn’t that much of a stretch.
Hastings: I was tired of doing things the right way. Didn’t want you to have to do things you didn’t want to do.
Travis – We did things the right way at In Your Hands.
Hastings: We could have been doing them this entire time. You wouldn’t have had to waste your time with the homeless wonder, I wouldn’t have had to plot with Somers and Kiseragi.
Travis – Does it matter now?
Hastings: No, I suppose not. What matters is Team TWiSTeD is back together, which means not only am I assured of winning back the World Heavyweight Championship at Outlast, but we can start taking care of each other’s problems again. I even get to take care of Savana for you on Synergy.
Travis – Why would ‘The Headliner’ concern himself with him?
Donovan glares at Travis.
Travis – Sorry.
eD storms back into the room, shaking his fist as though it was now sore.
eD – Did I hear you say Savana? You can’t let him get away with what he’s done.
Travis – And what has he supposedly done?
eD – Well, attacked you on Synergy for a start, not to mention he pinned you at In Your Hands.
Travis – That’s ridiculous. The thought that ‘The TWiSTeD High Commander’ could be undone by such a bottom-feeder as Savana is insulting in the highest degree. Fortunately, it’s been revealed that it was really this new McAnus character all along, and that is a threat that perhaps should be dispatched sooner rather than later.
eD – I don’t think it was-
Travis – It was him all along!
Hastings: Listen, eD, since I’m gathering that you put the Niglet down for the count for the moment, why don’t you do me a favor and fetch me a Pepsi?
eD stares at Donovan, but Travis motions with his head and eD complies, leaving the room.
Travis – I still think you should hand Savana his ass though.
Donovan smiles and slaps Travis on the arm before taking a seat on his throne.
Hastings: It is inevitable.
