| Subject: :-) Talk between the CWA editors. |
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Robbie and Roger
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Date Posted: 20:44:10 03/03/02 Sun
The scene opens up the CWA Publishing building. The CWA ONLINE logos are flashing on the outside of the building clearly showing that everyone is working. Lights flicker on and there is a bustle of people walking in and out of the building.
The scene suddenly changes to an office where a man sits dressed in a blue shirts and trousers, shiny black shoes and a baseball cap. He's sitting on a black leather chair his feet on the table and his hands clasped together. The shiny gold name plate on his oak desk clearly states "Robbie B: Editor".
He sits unmoved for a moment the walls of his office decorated with pictures of CWA and it's various wrestlers. A telephone and bunches of papers lie on his desk and a computer is on the desk to the corner of the room. He checks his black and gold watch as if waiting for someone to come into the room.
A few moments later a second gentleman dressed in green nylon zip off pants, and an Orange Clemson University Sweatshirt, walks into the room, and takes a seat on the other side of the desk.
"You are late Roger." Robbie says firmly looking under his cap at Roger. "What in the blue blazes are you wearing!" he shakes his head. "Well anyway you know who I just had on the phone?"
Roger: "no, I don't, but I figure you'll tell me in a second. And to answer your first question, I am wearing what is called the lastest fashion. Maybe if you actually went out sometime, you'd know about that."
Robbie laughs. "Now, don’t go insulting me, but the reason we haven't had a damn issue in the last 2 months is because you've been running around getting drunk instead of doing your damn job!" Robbie shakes his head. "And that IS NOT fashion man. As co owner of this publishing company you should know about fashion. Look at what Boss wears for gods sake THAT’S fashion not coming in dressed as a clown!"
Roger: "Whatever. You just got a hard-on for the Boss. But anyway, I was not drunk. Just getting some things taken care of. But now that we're back on track, we can get the magazine out"
Robbie shakes his head. "You did know that Boss will just about kick your ass for saying that." He winks. "Anyway I agree we should get the magazine out for CWA. Ty Dhomie gave me a ring just earlier and demanded it for April 2nd. Now I know we both own this company but why on Earth he's demanding these things I can understand. The last few editors were prats and I don't want us two looking like fools either. So, how's your work coming around do you think you can get your stuff done by the deadline?"
Roger: "Yeah, man. Everything will be done by the Deadline, and it's going to be bigger than the first issue"
"Well good!" Robbie smiles "Anyway the real reason I called you here was to discuss the cover. I'm thinking of a Synnerster and Havoc cover special. You think that's good?"
Roger: Yeah, I like the Havoc Idea. He is the US Champ. But I don't know about Synnerster. He's a fuckin' freak.
"Freak or not he beat Richtor last night! As in he beat the World damn Champion." Robbie smiles again tapping his fingers. "Anyway, I want you to interview Havoc. And then you and your research team are going to learn everything you can about Mr Freak Synnerster."
"Fuck man. If I gotta. I guess I'll see what I can find about about him. And he got lucky in that match last night. But hey, maybe I'll get to see that tape of his wife and that baroness looking chick"
Robbie sighs. "You know you are supposed to be unbiased not some Richtor fanboy?" he shakes his head. "Anyway I want a proper article on him not some scandal over how he fucked the baroness Brandy."
Roger: "Come on, man. No body cares about Synnerster. It's about the ladies. Why don't we say, fuck Synnerster, fuck Havoc, fuck, all the other guys and focus on Rose, Pandora, Emily, Vixen, and all the other cuties in the CWA. Now that's a magazine."
"That's not a mag, it's a PORN mag." Robbie sighs. "Anyway if you wanna write about all those girls it's gonna take ages and too much fucking money. Just shut up and do your job with Havoc and Synnerster and when you are done give the shit to me so I can finish it off." Robbie shakes his head. "But anyway the article on Synnerster you can use which ever woman he shags in it just make it discreet we don't need a lawsuit right now"
Roger: "Alright, alright. I'll do the shit your way this time. But next time. It's all my way. Now if you'll excuse me. I have some business to attend to."
ROger stands up and walks towards the day. Just before he heads out the dor Robbie asks, "What's her name this time?"
Roger: "If I told you, I'd have to kill you."
Robbie shakes his head. "Fucking guys I gotta work with" he mutters picking up the phone.
"Yes is this Havoc" he asks after dialling a number. He waits for a moment before shaking his head. "Well go get me the fucking guy then!"
The scene fades to black with Robbie muttering a number of swear words beneath his breath.
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