Board of Directors Decision(Renegade, Freaky ment)

[Scooter]

Chaser was waiting in the Board of Directors lobby for his appointment with paper in his hands.

Secretary: Chaser?

Chaser stands up.

Chaser: Yes?

Secretary: The Board of Directors are ready for you.

Chaser: Thank you very much.

Secretary: Your welcome.

Chaser walks into the office, and everyone is standing to greet him.

Chaser: Thank you for seeing me today. Nice to see you all.

Chaser shook everyone's hand, and everyone sat down. Chaser clears his throat.

Chaser: I have a problem with Atlantic Wrestling Federation's chairman, John Crescent. You see, two people are trying to come for my Hardcore title. Renegade and Freaky. So on Thursday Night Collision on July 3rd, 2008, we had a #1 contender Triple Threat Match. If I won, I get to choose my opponent for the title shot. Here, I got the #1 Contender contract right here to prove it with John Crescent signature.

Chaser took out the paper, which was the contract. He gave it to one of them and they passed it around, while Chaser keeps talking.

Chaser: Now, Renegade got John Crescent's side and trying to say that Renegade has the title shot. I won the Triple Threat Match, and so I believe I have my right to challenge anyone I want. If you look at the contract, it never said that the #1 Contender had to be Freaky or Renegade. To be honest, they are not ready for a title shot if they can't beat me for the shot. So, do I get to fully choose my opponent or John Crescent chooses. I got enough proof to show I should choose. Will you all give me my full right to challenge whoever i want? Thank you for listening.

Chaser sits down and awaits for their response.



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[AJ Riles]

"Well, while this contract certainly does prove those statements... Eh, what do you guys think? Sarah? Jack?" The head asks. "Oh! I suppose we should introduce ourselves, heh! I'm Michael Jamborgh, as you can see by my nameplate, here..." Michael laughs, spinning the nameplate on the table. "The one wearing the camouflage pants is Sarah Alyssa, and the tub o' lard there is Jack Mathers. We've got another member, but she's running late, today..."

"Don't call me a 'tub of lard'!" Jack whispers as charging footsteps can be heard out in the hall just before the door swings open, revealing a woman, leaning over and breathing heavily.

"I...made it..." She states between breaths.

"About time, little Miss Cajun!" Sarah laughs.

"And, here she is now. This is Kimberly Bailleaux."

She looks up and sees Chaser sitting in the hot seat. "Eh? Chaser, YOU'RE the whin--"

"Sit down, Kim." Michael states as Kim plops down in her seat. "Alright, long story short, Johnny signed a match contract where if this boy won, he could pick his opponent for a Hardcore title match. Problem is, since a selection range was not designated, he's here to contest John's selection."

"Aah, I see..."

"Now, why don't you tell us who your selection is, before we make our decision?" Sarah asks, as Michael sets the contract down on the table.

(Tag.)

[Scooter]

Chaser stands up.

Chaser: Well, it is really tough to choose. For sure, Renegade and Freaky shouldn't be my opponent. I was wondering if I could make a tournament with everyone in to see who is the best out there to face me for the Hardcore Title. I think this would bring hope to the newcomers in the AWF and bring great ratings here, and see where it goes from there. What do you think about that?

The Board of Directors talk among each other.

Chaser: I'll be happily to take on the winner of the tournament, but there are great wrestlers out there, and I have to see who is the best of the best. What do you say? Will you please grant me my request?

Chaser sits back down, and hoping it will be granted.

(tag)

[AJ Riles]

Michael cocks an eyebrow, then looks to the contract, to Chaser, back to the contract, then to Chaser again. "So...you come in here, saying the John has no right to pick your opponent, then you ask for a tournament to determine your opponent? Look, first of all, it says nothing in here about picking POTENTIAL challengers for your title, you pick A challenger. Second, you're due for a defense, so unless you can cram the entire tournament into the course of a week, there's absolutely no way we're going to let you do that." Michael spins once in his chair, attempting for dramatic effect, but only coming off as immature.

"Now, you're on the spot. Select your challenger." Michael commands.

(Tag.)

[Scooter]

Chaser thinks hard about it.

Chaser: Reaper Killer. He has so much potential since he came here. So, I choose him to be my opponent. Plus, me and him had a great figtht last time.

They talk about it, but Chaser can't understand what they are saying.

(tag)

[AJ Riles]

Michael slams one hand on the table, causing everyone in the room to jump. Michael cracks a grin and stands up. "Very well, then. Our decision will be made shortly, and will be announced the night of the pay-per view. You're free to go." Michael states, tucking his arms behind his back.

(Fade/tag.)

[Scooter]

Chaser stands up and shakes everyone's hand.

Chaser: Thank you all very much.

Chaser leaves the office, while the Board of Directors chat.

(tag/fade)