TWE Official Discussion Thread

*Brock hears there is no management around in TWE. Starts to steal equipment and TVs.*

Brock: Fuck Yeah!

Mr. Smyth: Oh, look - King Louie is back.

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Originally Posted by scribbler_jones

*The following message is sent to all wrestlers and staff of TWE via text and/or email...*

Attention TWE Staff and Wrestlers:

As of February 4, 2013, Marik is no longer the acting General Manager of Titan Wrestling Enterprise. The board of directors have met with him to discuss various issues within TWE, and both parties have come to an agreement that a new General Manager will be appointed to handle the day-to-day operations of TWE. Unless otherwise stated, all operations shall continue as they have previously. There may be a delay in the deployment of events, and if so any and all staff and wrestlers involved will be compensated appropriately for any time and inconvenience as the board sees fit to allow. More details will be divulged at a later date as the board sees fit to allow; aside from this, no further comments on the issue will be given. In the meanwhile, please wait patiently for following announcements and updates.

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Eden reads the e-mail on her cell phone and giggles like a school girl.

Eden: I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!

She turns to her assistant.

Eden: Rupaul do you see this e-mail? This confirms the rumors I've been hearing about mean icky Marik getting fired and it proves what I've always thought, that if you're a nice and beautiful person like I am good things will happen for you.

Assistant: Yes Miss Sky, I'm very happy for you, but I told you my name is Robert, not Rupaul, not Lizza Minnelli and not any of the girls from Sex and the City, just Robert.

Eden scoffs: Whatever bitch, I'm not paying you to talk about yourself, just make yourself useful and go get me some coffee.

Robert leaves angry and Eden goes back to reading her e-mail with a grin on her face.

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Originally Posted by BennyTheBall

Mr. Smyth: Oh, look - King Louie is back.

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Brock: That's right, Smyth works here in TWE as well. I can stay for awhile, I guess.

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Originally Posted by TTC

*Brock hears there is no management around in TWE. Starts to steal equipment and TVs.*

Brock: Fuck Yeah!

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*Brock turns around as a pair of hands the size of hams land on his shoulders... and comes face-to-face with two large men in black security gear. Backed by eight more large men in security gear. No smaller than six foot ten. Smallest one may be three hundred pounds. All packing mace, tasers, and God-knows-what-else.*

Security Man 1: Sir, TWE property is still TWE property. You are not cleared nor authorized to remove it or damage it. If you keep this up, there will be consequences.

Security Man 2 (reaching for his taser): And you won't like them.

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Originally Posted by scribbler_jones

*Brock turns around as a pair of hands the size of hams land on his shoulders... and comes face-to-face with two large men in black security gear. Backed by eight more large men in security gear. No smaller than six foot ten. Smallest one may be three hundred pounds. All packing mace, tasers, and God-knows-what-else.*

Security Man 1: Sir, TWE property is still TWE property. You are not cleared nor authorized to remove it or damage it. If you keep this up, there will be consequences.

Security Man 2 (reaching for his taser): And you won't like them.

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Brock: You know what? You are right. I won't like it. *Pulls out a steel bat and smashes all of the men's faces.* I'll love it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YwbjTOch2ds

Skip to around 3:30.

Scribbles post reminded me of it. xD

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Originally Posted by TTC

Brock: You know what? You are right. I won't like it. *Pulls out a steel bat and smashes all of the men's faces.* I'll love it.

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*Brock is feeling pretty good about himself... until the room seems to suddenly explode with security men. He takes the bat to a couple more of them before he feels the crack of a nightstick across his shins. He hits the floor, and drops the bat...

And then the pacification begins.*

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Originally Posted by scribbler_jones

*Brock turns around as a pair of hands the size of hams land on his shoulders... and comes face-to-face with two large men in black security gear. Backed by eight more large men in security gear. No smaller than six foot ten. Smallest one may be three hundred pounds. All packing mace, tasers, and God-knows-what-else.*

Security Man 1: Sir, TWE property is still TWE property. You are not cleared nor authorized to remove it or damage it. If you keep this up, there will be consequences.

Security Man 2 (reaching for his taser): And you won't like them.

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Definition of overkill. lol

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Originally Posted by scribbler_jones

*Brock is feeling pretty good about himself... until the room seems to suddenly explode with security men. He takes the bat to a couple more of them before he feels the crack of a nightstick across his shins. He hits the floor, and drops the bat...

And then the pacification begins.*

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*Brock is able to manage to crawl to a corner and takes out a..... GUN*

Brock: I'm not playing anymore. Go get me, Sagittarius Blue!!!

*All the security men run of fear of a possible shooting and go looking for Sagittarius Blue.*

Brock: They fell for it. This is just a water gun. Dumbasses!