DARKSIDE
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Post by DARKSIDE on Jun 13, 2013 2:44:02 GMT -5
An odd looking man wanders into the VW admin office. He seems a bit disoriented, but once he reads the name plates on the office doors, he seems a bit more sure of his surroundings. He mumbles incoherently as he moves about the waiting area. The man is tall, thin and pale with a gray beard and heavy dark bags under his eyes. He wears thin wire frame bi-focal glasses that he keeps adjusting as they slip down his nose.
The secretary watches the man closely, out of the corner of her eye. The man's presence in the room is unsettling only because of his strange mannerisms, but he seems rather non-threatening otherwise. The man shudders and flinches as the ringtone of his cell phone goes off. He quivers and fumbles with the phone as he tries to answer it. He seems very nervous. As he answers the phone, his voice is low and has a rather agitated tone. A tone of fear to have to speak to the caller on the other end. He does his best to reassure the caller that all is going as expected. He seems to almost have to talk the caller down from some sort angry outburst, but manages to keep his composure just long enough to end the call. Once his phone is put back into the pocket of his long, black trench coat, the man mutters something under his now frantic, short breath. Sweat forms on his brow and his hands seem to quiver a bit more. The secretary feels it is time to intervene and pipes up, asking the man if she can help him.
The strange man turns quickly toward the secretary and stumbles over his feet as he approaches her desk. He sets his briefcase down hard on the desk as he stumbles again. He looks up at the secretary with an embarrassed look, and adjusts his glasses once again. The man is short of breath and seems very troubled.
Yes.....yes, you can.....help me. I hope, anyway. I......I....am looking for....the ones named Si.....Sil....va. SILVA! And M...Mmmm....Miss York. Tell me, dear....can you please let them know I am here to speak with them.
The man fumbles through his coat pocket and hands the secretary a business card. It shows the man's name...Desmond K. Skellington III, and the card seems to be from some sort of law firm.
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Post by Miss York on Jun 15, 2013 11:14:25 GMT -5
Natasha was concerned. The guy was pretty nervous. It seemed this guy was in trouble or had something really bothering him. She looks at the card.
Mr. Skellinton if you will take a seat I will call Miss York. She had an earlier meeting. I am sure she will see you and answer what questions you have?
Natasha helps the man to a seat as she uses her blue tooth as she calls Miss York.
Ma'am I hate calling you but I got a Mr. Skellinton in the lobby. He is with a law firm and has requested to speak to you or Ms. Eilva. I know you are pretty tied up with this morning. But are you in the office or still out?[
I actually got back in. I just emailed you the contents of contracts. I need you to make sure we get those notarized today. And don't worry about the guest. I am sure he will feel comfortable after our talk. Give me 15 minutes and I will be there.
Natasha and Miss York end their conversation. She walks towards Skellinton.
Give Miss York 20 minutes. She just got back in and on her way to see you.
After 15 minutes Miss York walks and sees the man. She looked at him with compassion.
Mr. Skellinton I am Miss York. I hear you want to see me? Why don't we go in my office and we can talk more privately. Natasha will bring beverages and appetizers for us. So walk with me.
They walk to her office as the door shuts. She crosses her legs as she sits at her desk wondering what this man wanted.
So Mr.Skellinton what can I do for you?
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DARKSIDE
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Post by DARKSIDE on Jun 17, 2013 21:07:51 GMT -5
Skellington fidgets with his glasses again, his hands still shaking. He places his briefcase on the desk, and hands Miss York a business card of her own. He almost drops it as he passes it to her. Skellington takes a bottle of water that sits nearby, opens it and takes a few sips from it. He calms down a bit, and then focuses on Miss York.
Miss York, I.....I would first like to thank you for taking this time to speak with me. Just seeing how you carry yourself, and the tone of your voice...it's easy to see that you care about others. I honestly do not understand where my clients are seeing any fault whatsoever. Perhaps, their grievance is with Ms. Silva, but she is not present at this time. Madam, do you know if, or when, she may be available to meet with me?
Skellington pauses for a moment, and is met with silence.... A look of concern crosses his face.
I hope this can be smoothed over without her input. Very troubling. Very troubling, indeed. He's not going to be happy with me! Oh God...please **ahem** Oh, where are my manners? You must think I am wasting your time with all this babbling. Please allow me to tell you why I am here at all.
Skellington pops his briefcase open, rifles through some papers inside and pulls out a folder. He hands the folder to Miss York...
As you can see in this documentation, my clients are Mr. Bergstrom, Mr. Lange, Mr. Hansen and Ms. Donahue. The ones who call themselves "Darkside". I have been appointed as their legal counsel in this proceeding. This grievance they have filed against Viral Wrestling comes on the recent treatment they have received at the hands of the Xavier brothers. There have arisen certain "thoughts" amongst them from their dealings with the Xaviers...certain beliefs and ideas that must be addressed by VW leadership. My clients are very insistent upon these issues being addressed and actions being taken, if any truth is found in their claims.
It's a shame that Ms. Silva is not here to participate in these discussions, for my clients have suspicion that she sent the Xaviers from the now-defunct Viral Pro organization with strict orders to make a mockery of some of Innovation Wrestling's top talents...namely those in the Dark Alliance. My clients would also like to address the nature of this company's wellness program, and if any of the Xaviers have ever passed a screening for foreign substances, such as performance enhancing drugs, human growth hormone, or abnormally high concentrations of pain killers.
Skellington fumbles again with his glasses and dabs the sweat from his brow as he feels rather inappropriate in bringing these accusations up to such a kind and cordial young woman. He senses these claims may have come off as offensive, or insulting, and that makes him even more nervous. He grabs the water bottle with a shaky hand and almost spills it on himself as he tries to take another drink.
Madam, I have other issues to discuss with you, but I need to ask....do you have any questions for me at this point? Mind you, my dear, that I am merely the messenger and advocate. My clients requested that I come to speak with you and Ms. Silva to clear up any controversy...or "conspiracy" that may be going on here before Mr. Bergstrom and Mr. Lange return at the pay per view. This is...next week? Yes??
So...much...to do. So...little...time.
Skellington takes a deep breath, lets it out, and then casts a nervous, half-hearted smile toward Miss York as he waits for her next response.....
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Post by Miss York on Jun 18, 2013 17:41:51 GMT -5
Miss York listened as she looks at the legal document. She was collecting herself as she takes her glasses off her face and lays them in front of her on her desk. She then takes a drink of her water from Switzerland.
Mr. Skellington I am glad you have come in. I am also pleased that your clients got legal representation. I eagerly recommend anyone that makes real money to make sure they take of themselves. And let me say a few things shall I. Mr. Skellington you look stressed out. You need a nurse or doctor? You don't look too good.
Now let me try to go through what you asked me and hopefully we can come to some type of an agreement. First of all, when it comes to Ms. Silva? I don't keep up with her. But when you talk to me it is like you are talking to her. She is not at the office at the moment but I am. So let me tell you that I am a woman of integrity and demand monthly examinations of all the talent. So maybe we haven't gotten to your clients yet but will. I get the reports each month and anyone not compliant to the regulations can be rest assured will hear from me.
Now onto the conspiracy. I already fired one referee for not being on the up and up. I also let the others know that I won't put up with lack of ethics. As we make sure our employees are compliant. We pay everyone well and want to give our fans the product of only excellence.
Now what I will do is look over the matches again. If I don't see anything out of the ordinary then I will throw out their complaints. And if they want to pursue legal action then so be it. I run a fair ship and want only the best for everyone. I consider your clients as well respected and hard working employees. I am sure they will acknowledge that I have an open door policy.
Now onto my questions. Where are your clients when we got a huge show coming up? I know you are their counsel and know me and you will work together. Now Mr. Skellington I appreciate you coming in as this meeting is recorded. I hope you don't mind because a woman as wealthy as me has a firm to protect myself and my brand. So can we continue our talks?
Miss York takes another drink and puts her glasses back on.
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DARKSIDE
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Post by DARKSIDE on Jun 18, 2013 21:45:41 GMT -5
Skellington perks up with a smile and an eagerness about him to continue the discussion...
Oh, yes. By all means, Miss York. Let us continue!
The absence of Mr. Bergstrom and Mr. Lange is due to a forced suspension stemming from a stipulation in their last match against the Xaviers. They are due to return to action this Sunday night in Japan. Mr. Hansen and Ms. Donahue are still on the active roster. I believe Ms. Donahue is your women's champion, no? A real ball of fire, that one! Heh heh.... I have only met her briefly, but I wouldn't want to cross her. Oh, no no no no... Ha ha...
**ahem**
Skellington's jovial outburst is cut short as his mind snaps back toward the business at hand. He seems a bit shaken...
You are correct to assess my health tonight as a bit "off". You see...I am under a horrible amount of pressure from my clients. I must not fail, for I fear something terrible will happen to me. These men...they are intelligent for going through legal channels to address their grievances, though they could not do it directly because of their suspensions. They are very smart, but they have an air of evil about them, Miss York. They seem almost inhuman! I have never been approached with such hostility in one's mannerisms or tone of voice as when I spoke to Mr. Bergstrom the other day. I can imagine both of them being upset having to serve this suspension, but it seemed almost like they were bent on complete destruction. Such rage, I have never witnessed, Madam! I feared for my life. They kept their faces hidden while I was in their dwelling...this vast mansion I had been summoned to. It made me feel very uncomfortable. Have you seen their eyes? My God!! Their eyes!! They glow with the presence of evil that I never knew existed. My fright is justifiable, indeed. If you please, Miss York.....please humor me in these proceedings. I wish for them to go as smoothly as possible. I don't know what will happen if our talks prove unsuccessful....and I hope to never find out.
Skellington picks up his water bottle again, looks at it, then casts it aside. He looks to Miss York...
May I partake in some of your Cognac, Madam! Please! My nerves are shot, Miss. I need something to take the edge off.
Skellington gets up and goes to the bar at the side of the room. He pours a glass of cognac and them returns to his seat. He gulps some of the brandy down, but continues to shiver as he sits before Miss York.
I appreciate your attention to my previous requests. If you find any discrepancies at all in the screening of your talent...in particular, the Xavier brothers...please fax me a report of your findings. I will need them for the dossier I have opened on this case.
Now, there is another matter to discuss with you. My clients are set to return to the active roster at the pay per view show in Japan just a few days from now. Is this correct? I heard you speak about contracts earlier, and this is excellent because I need to conduct negotiations on my clients' behalf to...
Skellington is jarred almost out of his seat as his cell phone goes off once again. He looks at the caller ID, and his face goes as white as a ghost. His eyes get big and he shakes even more after reading the name on the screen of his phone. He pushes the "talk" button and tries to hold the phone to his ear while quivering in fright.....
Yes, sir! Y....yyesssss.....Yes, Mr. Berg...Berg....strom. Yes. E....E......verything....is...going well. I......I....have the ........
An angry roar can be heard through the phone and Skellington nearly jumps out of his chair!
Y..yy.....yyes, sir. I will. One....one...moment, please.
Skellington places his phone on Miss York desk and looks up at her....
He wishes to be put on speaker phone, Madam.
Skellington taps the speaker phone key and flinches as the growling voice of Nightmare is heard on the other end.
SKELLINGTON!! I trust your work is nearly done by now. I sent you there to talk to York. What have you been doing all this time? DO NOT fail me, worm! You humans are so unreliable. If I was there, I would handle this myself. Everyone there dodged that bullet because "Doc" and I are still on suspension. Don't think that you will remain unharmed if our demands are not met, little man!
Skellington breathes heavily and becomes desperate. He looks to Miss York with a look of sheer terror and distress.
Perhaps YOU may not be harmed....but what about Mary? You wouldn't want anything to happen to your dear, sweet wife, would you, Desmond?? Ha ha ha ha haaa...
YOU MONSTER!!! How dare you bring my wife into this. You are an abomination, sir! You will not...
A painful shriek is heard on the phone....
Nooooo....Mary....
I "will not" what?? YOU do not make demands of ME. You are human filth, and you will serve me as I see fit....or there will be consequences. Your wife is nothing more to us than an insurance policy. NOW....negotiate the contracts.....or the next time you see your wife, it will be at her funeral!
The phone call drops as Nightmare hangs up.
Skellington is sweating, crying and shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. He falls to his knees in front of Miss York's desk and sobs at the cruelty and torture he is being put through by Darkside.
He mutters to Miss York as he sobs on the floor.... In....the....red fff...ff..ffolder....MMM...add..dammmm......
Miss York turns the briefcase and quickly finds the red folder. Inside are amended contracts for all four members of Darkside...with a "Hold Harmless" clause attached to each one. An iron-clad guarantee that no action will be taken against any members of Darkside regardless of their actions while under employment to Viral Wrestling.
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Post by Miss York on Jun 20, 2013 17:58:51 GMT -5
Miss York opens the folder as she reads the lingo of the contents of th newly added contracts. As she reads the contracts she can't help but think about the phone call.
Well I got a few things to say before we get to negotiations. The first thing is your clients need to get in gear. They are still employees of this company and do expect them to compete at the ppv. And by the way it is this weekend. So have them ready to compete. And I do expect you to relay this message to them that they are to be here. Now onto other things. I can't rule on their accuastions till next month. But since I got your card then I will give you my ruling after I see the footage.
Now as far as your contracts and the hold harmless addon? I can't go that far. I suspended the Avenger earlier this year after his attacks on Raiyven. And even though the athletes know they take on responsibiity of this sport. They know injury is likely. I will not go far attacks and trying injure my investment. I pay everyone very well as your cliets have a multi-million dollar deal. So if they cross the line then I will do to them what I did to the Avenger when he thought the rules don't apply to him. So that is one thing I will not agree to.
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DARKSIDE
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Post by DARKSIDE on Jun 21, 2013 16:58:42 GMT -5
Suddenly, medical personnel arrive in the office to attend to Mr. Skellington, who has now broken down and is nearly catatonic with fear and anguish. He just lies on the floor in the fetal position, shaking and mumbling incoherently. They take him out into the other room, and as the medics are carrying him off to get help, Skellington can be heard screaming....NOOOOO!!! My work is not done!!! My work is NOT....DONE!!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!
The commotion subsides, and a bit of peace and quiet has settled over the office. It is an unsettling calm, at best. Miss York begins to clean up her desk, sorting the papers Skellington had placed out and putting them back in his briefcase.
Then....the cell phone on her desk rings one more time. Miss York answers it....
Not willing to negotiate? Bad move. We'll see you in Japan! You had better watch VERY closely. After Revolution, your company will NEVER be the same! Ha ha ha haaaaaa....
The call drops without waiting for a response from Miss York...
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